EDIT: Her name's Anna.
Also, on a random note: 11:00 AM is probably the most ridiculous time of day to go to church. I mean, I guess I prefer it to 1 PM but, still. Just why. It's so random.
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Dandelions and SupernovasWestward light pales, cool and quiet against the grumbling backdrop, silver ever rising eastward, across pinprick strewn blanket washed out against glowing myraid below, air scattered and tossed The west horizon rips itself in quick multiplicity, quiet from afarDandelions and Supernovas
One lone streak flies, bursts, pops and disappears, iris stars scattering like pollen, horizon responds with jagged tears and electric glow And all is quiet
Another burst, two, three, sound and color and rain Streaks and sound and light begin in earnest comets streaking heavenward, higher and brighte


The Monsters In Your ClosetSome demons are subtle. They dont come looming out of darkness, toothy grins and clawed hands and pale, shining eyes. They opt for shadows, lurking, all smirks and calmness as they blithely insist that they dont exist. Its all in your head its all in your head, why wont you listen to reason, quit being so dramatic, stop it, its not cute anymore. As the silence falls, then they grin.The Monsters In Your Closet
Some demons dont roar. They like to whisper, always at your ear with truthful lies at their lips. They tease and interpret and whisper whisper whisper: I am the only one whos honest, the only


ParanoiaJumpy Every moves a triggerParanoia
what was that?
Someone, someone Dont move dont breathe Cant let em find me
s i l e n c e
Rest, rest... Wait Is it safe?
Safe Relax
Wait
(shift, shift) theyre right above us
Quiet, quiet Its okay now? Breathe
shh, or else theyll hear


PancakesMom Racer was always one of the first people up in the morning; that was the way she liked it. She liked the quiet that came before the day, standing in the kitchen as she prepared breakfast, faintly hearing Pops and Sparky tinkering away in the garage while she mixed the batter; it gave her time to think, to digest some problems or puzzles in the privacy of her own thoughts.Pancakes
Considering the state of her thoughts this morning, she was especially grateful for the quiet.
Rex was alive. Her son. He was alive. And despite the fact that several days had passed, she still couldnt quite wrap the revelation around her


WalkingThe trees sigh and sway, Talk and whisper, Bowing low and stretching far, Like courtiers bowing to a queen.Walking
Lying down, the world spins, I fall through the sky to the clouds, Falling, ripping through clouds and wind, Bursting free from the atmosphere.
The golden wind ripples through me. I can not see or smell or taste, Yet I hear the golden wind, a million notes, Strumming a trillion different galaxies.
Walking through the Milky Way, Drifting through Andromeda, Waiting for the golden wind. It hums and sings and screams its glory. &nb


The MothAnd my wings beat futilely Against the bonds That hold me captive While love tells me to stay And logic says to run My mind disects my situation Should I take the risk And stay in possible bliss Or should I flee before You pin me to a board Along with the other Grinning trophies you've won No matter which I choose You will have to decide What to do with the heart That lies beating in your hands As my wings beat futilely Against the bonds That hold me captiveThe Moth
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A 6 year old was asked where his grandma lived. "Oh," he said, "she lives at the airport, and when we want her, we just go get her. Then when we're done having her visit, we take her back to the airport."
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"What we learned as children, that one plus one equals two, we know to be false. One plus one equals one. We even have a word for when you plus another equals one. That word is Love." - Life
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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"What we learned as children, that one plus one equals two, we know to be false. One plus one equals one. We even have a word for when you plus another equals one. That word is Love." - Life
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I INVADE! Haha!
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"What we learned as children, that one plus one equals two, we know to be false. One plus one equals one. We even have a word for when you plus another equals one. That word is Love." - Life
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It's Sara. With no 'h'.
It's art when you turn nothing into something.
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"What we learned as children, that one plus one equals two, we know to be false. One plus one equals one. We even have a word for when you plus another equals one. That word is Love." - Life
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Post tenebras lux
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"What we learned as children, that one plus one equals two, we know to be false. One plus one equals one. We even have a word for when you plus another equals one. That word is Love." - Life
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