The trick is to hold your breath for a few earth minutes... while standing. Then, you can fall in a vertical line without the tidal forces ripping you apart.
Whisper. You won't leave footprints on the dead frogs or salty blood below your nose.
on 6 June 2004 : 15:34, James sez:
on 6 June 2004 : 22:48, alison sez:
on 6 June 2004 : 23:39, leyla sez:
on 7 June 2004 : 12:25, surfrider sez:
ancient holy man Wan Bolak say eternal contentment found by
walk like a justin,
sit like a justin,
sleep like a justin
on 7 June 2004 : 20:44, Mike B. sez:
I was walking along the beach at Salt Point SP this weekend. A near-naked Justin wearing a purple thong appeared out of nowhere and gave me a yogurt flavored mushroom to eat. Then, I realized that all there really is is the is.
on 9 June 2004 : 12:50, Advocate for the Famous sez:
Mr. T would call this "jibba jabba" and Kant would laugh at it's simplicity.
Then they would smite ppl, Mr. T with his balled fists of afro-american fury and Kant with something no one understood (that was later King James'd into something that could be understood if it made sense).
No more sauce for me.
on 11 June 2004 : 16:38, micky sez:
i think i love you
"What binds can not be seen. What touch is not physical? Memory of new space, rewritten, tongue on paper, roof of mouth shelter for silence. Stranger spared the chance to mingle, words kept close."
eloquence, lucid dreams only to be seen through these peering eyes
if there is magic within one's soul, you may see this, their beauty
and you are ... beautiful