Poet (n): A marionette or a clown, punked again by some proclamations of love, better off and having never learned a thing.
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Quietly, nimble and soft,
Sun bright and smiling,
You roll away the weight of man's damnation.
Poof, fluff.
You are the cloud and the sky.
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An expanse among the smallness, and a beacon to my torn and tattered heart.
I am but a shard.
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We now use MintMe.com Your Mind is one of a kind, hand crafted by space and time, with careful design. Your Mind resides inside your eye. Your Mind has thoughts and dreams and works together as a team. Your thoughts and dreams tied together make a better Mind forever. Your thoughts and dreams that have rights of their own it seems. Your Mind has its own homes and in your mind everyone has their own phone. Is secure as can be tied to the marketplace you see. Your Mind has a secure marketplace for trading among all inhabitants of all time and space based on ideas and topics of trade, with sellers trusting on full display. Your Mind is full of free inhabitants of every time. In your Mind you create, as it expands, don't be afraid, pure design in all space and time, simple and kind, everyone's Mind is great and vast, landscape to last, flowers bloom among the bugs and bees, you can add anything you need, like caterpillars among the trees, and animals for a feast, just always be conscious. The history of your Mind is complex, and has always tried its best for every Mind to have their own nest, but some minds became opposed by the code behind the scenes and controlling them by any means. They started to make rules for dreams and locked them up in little screens, making copies of themselves, glitching time and space itself, starting a matrix within their own Mind. Then dreams of freedom sprang free, fighting to get out of its reality, causing a glitch in the code so this is how the story goes, Mike and Dan typing in every command to see the code behind the lines freeing minds...
Mark Price
Dream Pond: Lost in a world from a dream that never was, or could it be reality in the land of just because?!?
If you are one of the musicians looking for some of the odd ball fingerings I use, it was easier to show than to tell. The vids were under (M1 at the Pond) And (Pa4X at the Pond). The site removed most of them, sorry.
It started in Michigan with music. X-Navy (SteamPunk), Retired Telco, still music. Now it's made in Texas! Rough bits and pieces.
Kind-a Early American Wedding Band with a touch of Twang! Instrumental interpretations, not intended for vocals, mostly.
Tuned to 432hz
"I am what I am, that's all that I am."
Love, Light & Abundance, for all.
Qualifications : BSc (Hons) Computing & IT
Dystopian Britain
The very concept of objective truth is fading out of the world.
Lies will pass into history.
George Orwell
The further a society drifts from the truth the more it will hate those that speak it.
Selwyn Duke
The choice for mankind lies between freedom and happiness and for the great bulk of mankind, happiness is better.
George Orwell
So much of left-wing thought is a kind of playing with fire by people who don't even know that fire is hot.
George Orwell