Tree with no knowledge
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Timing is an avocado, it’s required to make a good burrito.
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“Okay, baby, hold tight,” said Zaphod, “We’ll take a quick bite at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe.” — The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams (via the-final-sentence) -
“[I ran with the wind blowing in my face, and a smile as wide as the Valley of Panjsher on my lips.]
I ran.”— The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini (via the-final-sentence) -
Quick
Running, speeding though life
But I hold my self in strife,
I wish to go the scenic route,
And slow my life down with you. -
Questions
What is this?
What are you doing to me?
I knew who I was!
Or did I?
Was that really me?
Are you changing me?
I know who I am!
Or do I?
How have you done this?
Was I this unstable before?
Why do you draw me so?
Or am I captivated?
Do you know you are doing this?
Do you know my frailties?
How my every whim is subject to your sovereignty?
Or are you clueless?
Can it be?
You do not understand?
Do you think me over-bearing?
Or am I weak? -
503
503.
Service Unavailable,
try again later,
maybe we’ll connect.
Could I connect with you?
No?
No.
No server is available to handle this request. -
“If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.” — Henry David Thoreau -
Just me
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
This can’t come true,
We can’t compete.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
We are out of our leagues,
respectively 10000 under the sea.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
This cabaret won’t go on,
show’s over go home.
Because with a look like that,
eyes that pierce the sun,
you’re gonna go far,
without this lonely moon.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
We can’t dance,
this short night away.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
This is just a fascination,
nothing lasting more than a day.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
We are pitiful,
a disgrace to our own ways.
Because with a look like that,
eyes that pierce the sun,
you’re gonna go far,
without this lonely moon.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
We’re finished,
done, and to leave you be.
I want to know,
I want to hear you say,
This feels like jury duty,
forced and uncomfortable,
a room of perfect strangers.
Because with a look like that,
eyes that pierce the sun,
you’re gonna go far,
without this lonely moon.
I want to let go,
I want to hear you say,
That we should part ways,
But that’s just me. -
Shade
What wisdom can a simple tree,
living life so eagerly,
provide of me, young in my years,
and still wet behind the ears?
It’s not the shade, but one inside it,
who has brought me to this fit,
rocked my soul in so much haste,
and laid my mortal world to waste.
My theory on the lesson taught,
by the shade, to be wrought,
is patience here, patience there,
to be together without despair.
Block the light, dark is made,
to use wisdom requires intelligence,
and who can respond but with negligence,
when one’s heart remains in shade? -
