Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Dreaming
Anon.
x says:
naw, i do miss you. aha
x. says:
weeds good.
y. says:
weed is brilliant
y. says:
i miss you to x
x. says:
but the thing i dont like about it is when you smoke it all the time, you stop dreaming. i missed my dreams.
y. says:
i couldn't live without my dreams
x. says:
and then when you come off of it, you're dreams are hell crazy.
y. says:
i want this funkadellic feeling..dreams are so fucking right man...everything is right when your dreaming
x. says:
and now i dont dream. because i dont sleep. and when i do im ripped or full of pills.
y. says:
you gotta start dreaming again
y. says:
you can't live without dreams
x. says:
when you're constantly high. life becomes a dream.
x. says:
you're dreaming, when you're awake.
y. says:
thats the fucking life sis
I am against nature. I don't dig nature at all. I think nature is very unnatural. I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can't touch with decay.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
Dreams are the touchstones of our character.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
x says:
naw, i do miss you. aha
x. says:
weeds good.
y. says:
weed is brilliant
y. says:
i miss you to x
x. says:
but the thing i dont like about it is when you smoke it all the time, you stop dreaming. i missed my dreams.
y. says:
i couldn't live without my dreams
x. says:
and then when you come off of it, you're dreams are hell crazy.
y. says:
i want this funkadellic feeling..dreams are so fucking right man...everything is right when your dreaming
x. says:
and now i dont dream. because i dont sleep. and when i do im ripped or full of pills.
y. says:
you gotta start dreaming again
y. says:
you can't live without dreams
x. says:
when you're constantly high. life becomes a dream.
x. says:
you're dreaming, when you're awake.
y. says:
thats the fucking life sis
I am against nature. I don't dig nature at all. I think nature is very unnatural. I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can't touch with decay.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
Dreams are the touchstones of our character.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
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