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posted on Dec, 5 2006 @ 06:42 PM
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I'm sitting on the couch
I'm looking out the window
I'm wondering what to do
And I'm getting kind of mellow

There's a rhythm in my head
There's a tree without a leaf
There's a stranger in a car
And they surely give me no relief

*Close my eyes, clench my jaw
Lower my head in to my hands
Shut the light, hold my breath
Bind the world with finger tight bands*

Spreading colour in my mind
Pulsing blues wash my brain
Growing, glowing, fading hues
Drifting over a black ethereal plain

Elusive little dot of white
Seed of truth, wandering star
Diamond in the darkness
Bring me closer, then take me far




posted on Dec, 5 2006 @ 07:56 PM
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That's very nice masqua. I get the impression the traffic was annoying or tiresome and you wished to escape it. My poem would not be so forgiving. It would be a rancorous expletive of my frustration with car exhaust and its consequence of the end of civilization. Then I would regret my venom, afterwards. Until it came back again. Tiger-Scorpion, it's a curse on the tone.

Of course, people like to read yours and run screaming from mine.
lol



posted on Feb, 20 2007 @ 11:58 PM
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Was of a massive headache or migraine that was beginning to start. I heard around 30% see black spots, or colors just before the intesity happens.



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