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Minds by MLYNNIUM, literature

Frost by silven-avinen, literature

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Hi, I'm a cleaner in England (haven't been uploading lately as been working hard), and this is where I drop off any stuff like this (dumped everything). I love images, imagery and ideas, and the community spirit.

thefeelso (dump of stuff from when i used to mess around on the guitar)
The clouds were pulled the closer over shoulder, as a chilly shiver dribbles down into clammy clothing's humid air. Tiny grains of myself, on the window-shelf before me, in a washed-out light. My eyes silver-lined in slumber sink as puddles seem to wallow round another on sullen grounds. The damp sight of drooping plants, unable to raise their heads. A dismal sight which just drizzles down in so many specs and flecs. Like a blanket I pull the closer, to my eyes. Silent skies--hear... not a bird in the air...; A sudden whip-crackle--rips! into palpitating flashing--startles the heart--starlings dart--and the rumbling thunder--rolls, long, and
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If Earth were an island, and birth a plane-crash...here we are: LOST. A disparate bunch of people thrown together in a wreckage of an explosion. Stepping out the smouldering darkness into the light, opening eyes as if for the first time, seeing others around with the same wandering expression. Waking-up, unfortunately, would be the word. So the characters begin to tentatively talk to oneanother: what happened? how did we get here? where is, here? And it grows and groups form with relationships stringing out finer and finer between them where all the stuff of life begins to happen like a sparkle of interactions. And just like LOST, there are
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A DAY

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Time, strapped around wrist. The start of another morning... But not this time. A field, of maize--for the eyes. Wanders in there... Drops back--arms flung over, head, crossed. A deep breath of freshair and long exhale... Lazing like the lightly chirping farmer's field. Where you lose the time... Feels, like sleeping without falling, Or like your body is free falling, But caught by this warm embrace Of the soft limey grass cusped beneath you, Beneath a dark oaken gnarly tree. Like a barge, drifting along, On heavy languecent waters, Letting the slow ebbing and flowing efflorescence, Just wash over... Then awandering do
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Thank you for the watch. I see we keep bumping into each other...
Thanks for the fav!
Thank you for the fav! :D
Thanks for the fave ^_^
Thank you soooo much for faving :D [link]
Glad you like the picture..