On dec 9 school is finito; I will be continuing to explore Sydney and going nuts before school commences.
Dear whoever, enjoy your holidays!


to libertyIn the fight for liberation,to liberty
one must first endure a life of constraint.


The Wall BetweenIt just sat there, inanimate. It never spoke a word, made a noise or rustle.The Wall Between
The removalists would come from time to time. Carefully they would knock, one by one, the fragile assets once owned, and now left alone.
And still, in the far side of the room- beyond the breeding grounds of the silent animalia that one can only here if
they hold their breath; to hear the scratching and the tapping, the calling and the crawling, the climbing and the weaving- In the darkest of dark;
in the piercing silence, it's fade


my heart is in many placesThere once lay an adolescent, Hans, barely older than fifteen.my heart is in many places
He would grip the bars of the bed frame when pensive about the outside world. He was an adolescent, determined to discover the unknown.
Every night before he slept,
he would compose the loveliest lines of imagery in his mind. It was all seemingly perfect until he grew older. His understanding of the world hideously grew and branched like polymers, to far dark matters of life- matters by far complex,
matters that could destroy a soul within moments of realisation.
Muscular tension and poor nutrition


Hollow BonesThey look for solace by strolling the silent streets with broken street lights, and derelict neighbourhoods with blocks and blocks of unsupported housing commission. The cut cable chords hiss at strangers as they, whom which we are, walk by.Hollow Bones
We take the risky route home without fear, for we are what trigger the paranoid when we pace past one another. Pulses pacing, blood rushing, sweat glands producing.
We walk by houses that are no longer in the presence of love, and you can tell when the well-beat son stomps out after the lunatic mother that wails around the front lawn.
We sleep nearby. You will find u
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~` f o l l i s .
"...A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools..." ~Douglas Adams
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her eyes grew weak, her limbs fell sore; and all that was left was a soul so poor.
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~` f o l l i s .
"...A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools..." ~Douglas Adams
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avatar pic made by Nebulosa Mentalis
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I've been eating with a good friend who said
"A genie made me out of the earth's skin"
But in spite of her she is my birth kin
She spits me out in her surly blood rivers
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her eyes grew weak, her limbs fell sore; and all that was left was a soul so poor.
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~Rraven~
The worse critics are ourselves
how many hours do you work per day?
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