I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
Friday, May 1, 2009
Story Bone
"Reality doesn't need your belief to keep functioning. That's why religions aren't based in reality."
As a response to the cry I'm sure you're all hearing, "I can't believe it's May already."
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