Where is she?
I don't want to sleep mum,
no not yet
I have a strange feeling
my existence is just part of a script
For God sake tell me!
Tell me I'm not a dream but part of reality
She replied 'Hush, just enjoy the journey'
What if, maybe, and why?
And suddenly I began to cry
Cause I am scared of how and why
Tell me I am not somebody's dream, a propt, a lie, please tell me!
She replied 'Hush now and just enjoy the journey'
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- Take down your pragmatic glasses, Let go of your brackets. Let the sound of the storm that is me, permeate you. See with eyes shut.
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"Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for--in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it." –Ellen DeGeneres
A dog typing away at a computer tells his canine buddy, "On the Internet, nobody knows you're a dog.- New Yorker cartoon
You can't just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
-What mood is that?
-Last-minute panic.
-Calvin and Hobbes
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