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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The Beauty Of Creativity. Wonderful advertising, don't you think? durex performa; made to last, made for you to last. HAHAHA. My own slogan for it. AND, yes, sex sells. No matter how cheaply. Saturday, May 10, 2008
A Solution. Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none; be able for thine enemy rather in power than use; and keep thy friend under thine own life's key; be checked for silence, but never taxed for speech -Shakespeare The very first step to a worldly paradise. Great Expectations. If my name were a John Would I have been differently born? If my name were a Tom Would I have survived this storm? If my name were a Bill Would I have not been this kill? If my name were a Phill Would you, my hollow heart fill? If my name were a Larry Would you have not loved Harry? If my name were a Happiness Would you have had this road of loveliness? For it is in a man's Name where his fate is written Not in his stars. With Great Expectations come Greater Lacerations. Thursday, May 08, 2008
Humming Hemingways. Our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada; pues nada. Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee. You know something when you know nada. Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Eternal Recurrence. O! What immortal malaise, That the humble mortal has to taste! |
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