Keep On Trucken',
Kimimaru12


Life from eyes of a blind manLife, An Exectential Quandry wrapped around a seemingly endless phaze of time.Life from eyes of a blind man
The more it moves, the more we grow.
The change, the rearangment, the disengagment of reality and yet...
we keep moving.
searching for a glimps of what we used to see as,
life.
Hills and vallies vanish in a jungle of concrete and crome.
Our need to continue what we like to call life, is the very thing we continue to push out of existance.
Our progetion is the very degressing factor to the life of our planet.
If you open
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Don't let my name fool you. I'm not actually an evil warlord that wants you to obey me. I'm actually a corrupt Politician.
If you are taking me too seriously, take these pills. They will make you feel better.
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Clouds appear
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon.
Basho, Matsuo
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Some people are like slinkies, not really good for anything, but still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
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But my heart, it don't beat. It don't beat the way it used to.And my eye's. They don't see you no more. And my lips. They don't kiss. They don't kiss the way they used to and my eye's don't recognize you no more...For reasons unknown...
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