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04-15-2011, 10:37 AM
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Do you remember last summer? In the heat and the haze, We danced together. Danced our lives away, Day following day... Without second thought or care. Yet, as day became strangled... Drawn away and devoured, By the encroaching chill, You stopped. No longer did music flow. Nor your feet pound. Nor your body move. You became a golem. A statue of stubborn still, Of suspended pain and memory. Frozen solid, By cold... Dark. Now... But slow, Winter surrenders. The light begins again, To force out the cold, Pushing through every pore. The flame of sol, Gently licks your skin Igniting a feelings within. At first, powerfully, but subtlely... Beginning to thaw... Suddenly, you liquidise. The cry rings out, the drums begin. Feet shatter the earth, uncontrollably. Bodies clash together, with themselves. May I have this dance?
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#2
04-15-2011, 10:45 AM
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Nice song.
 It's great to see you on here Fkeu'itan.
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E...  My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.)
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04-15-2011, 03:51 PM
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04-16-2011, 12:31 PM
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 It's almost time to have a celebration.
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E... My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.)
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04-16-2011, 12:33 PM
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Well, I really would with everyone, if I could. I guess we'll just have to stick with bedrrom raving for now though. 
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04-16-2011, 12:39 PM
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Haha yes!
Anyone have any cool rave lights or effects in their room?
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E... My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.)
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04-16-2011, 12:59 PM
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(as mine are all packed away, lol) And absolutely esquiste poem Fkeu'itan! Quite moving!
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It was impossible not to have, It's impossible not to be, It's impossible not to still ...! What this world really needs is more artists and environmentalists! "Its only 'here' that we lose perspective, out at the Cosmic Consciousness Level things get a lot clearer. For example, there is an actual star pattern that is traced in the shape of a Willow Tree, across the breadth of the Milky Way! And no wonder Indigenous peoples refer to the 'here after' as the Happy Hunting Grounds! Has it ever occured to anyone why the bioluminescence dots, on the Na'vi!"
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04-18-2011, 03:55 AM
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Lu fìtxan ftue fwa nitrama tute lu, slä lu fìtxan ngäzìk fwa ftuea tute lu. It is so simple to be happy, but so difficult to be simple. ~ Guruji
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04-16-2011, 01:04 PM
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Hehe too true, I was saying that with Stanley in mind.
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Always listening to The Orb: O.O.B.E... My fanfic "The man who learns only what others know is as ignorant as if he learns nothing. The treasures of knowledge are the most rare, and guarded most harshly." -Chronicle of the First Age "Try to see the forest through her eyes." Réalisant mon espoir, Je me lance vers la gloire. Je ne regrette rien. (Making my hope come true, I hurl myself toward glory. I regret nothing.)
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