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בשנת 1933 אכלתי סטייק משנת 2099
הוא היה. . . . סינטתי.
החיים של כולנו נגמרים מתישהוא.
תבינו ותפנימו ונצלו רגעים חיים.
ואולי פעם הבאה תקפצו בלי חבל הצלה ותראו מה יקרה.
יש ניסים שקורים ו... יש ניסים שקורעים.
נולדתי ב 1983 ואני שואל אותכם שאלה - הכי חשובה- אם
יש לכם שלושה ידיים ורק שתי כיסים- מה תעשו עם היד
השלישית?
עוד משהו- נמאס לי שכל דבר קטן נבחן, שמבתרים
וחותכים חלקים מהנשמה שלי כדי ללמוד אותה- זאת הנפש
שלי! אני אתן לכם חלקים ממנה בחופשיות, אבל אל תקחו
בלי רשות.
From the window, sounds of a hellicopter passing by. A mad
preacher stands on a box, barking about the sins of youth,
as if that was the problem.
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The fool (who may i add is one heck of a wierdie being a
fool), sitting in the sand building sandcastles, felt a
jumpy, when after years of waiting, the other two clowns
were thinking.
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had to wonder alone in the streets. In that time, you neednt
worry though for any common danger yet. Society was in
conflict and war and tension was high, quick to follow to
violence, but natural instinct kept you safe mostly.
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Prisoners and children's deaths decreased when biopower was
thought of. And think to yourself, why has the west turned
with yearning eyes to the east??
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A long long time ago, when gold was not a currency and kings
and queens were kind, children were born with the ability to
fly.
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I walk through the forest trees, the movement of my paws
heard only by me.
My breath steaming up above disturbing the air in myriad
forms.
Though I cannot see her yet, other senses enhance the image
of her in my mind.
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being a symbol the idea can now be latched upon and used in
myriad forms, thus blurring the ideal moreso, and possibly
forgetting the whole idea completely.
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"שוב וויכוח" הוא חושב לעצמו בזמן שהוא יושב על מדרגות המרפסת,
צופה בילד שמשחק עם הכלב, מעשן סיגריה ושותה קפה. "על מה זה
היה הפעם?... אהה לא משנה, זה תמיד עלינו, והסיבה לא חשובה.
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אדם רוצה אשה
אדם רושם חווה
אדם רושם אדם וחווה
אדם אוהב אותה
וחווה, טוב היא לא בתולה...
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No escape hatches
No airbags
You life
Your death
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Sleeping with slumber
Thinking of rage
Talking with patience
Curling with death
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Love is a dangerous game
Croaked the toad to the leopard
As he stroked himself in a frenzy
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As I looked down upon her
Sitting in her regal manner
I knew she saw the truth in me
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I don't wanna rime, I don't want a dime
I just want a more exciting time
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Dogs gnawing bones
Sightless eyes seeking warmth
Wolfs howling at the moon
Blood dripping from an open wound
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You will feel me...
Watching you...
Waiting for the pendulum...
To bring you to me again
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Desert time in the jungle. All presses to a halt, one
manages to reflect a moment too long on it.
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As he inhaled the smoke from the cigarette he thought of
many things, too many.
Mainly that life is too short.
As he cut his wrist open he thought to himself "it's a
common misconception that one cannot breathe underwater-
it's simply something we aren'
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I saw a turtle. He asked me what I am doing here.
I told him I don't know. I was all cozy and then... this.
The turtle laughed and turned away.
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mad comes back to plow his wife.
monster feels nothing about it all and goes to sleep
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אל הארכיון האישי (3 יצירות מאורכבות)
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וואי וואי וואי
תיראו איזה
סלוגן הבאתי
לכם
זה לא לחם זה
ברמה של פיצה |
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