| how can we adequately describe the phenoma we think about and try to explain
when we can only explain it with the same loose terms that are clearly
dependent upon the hypothesis that this phenomena actually exist in the first
place?
that is to say: how do i know what I
think I know if i can only use terms like thinking and knowing to explain my
thoughts?
what do you think about this?
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| I know why I'm spending my time with you.
But why's such a pretty girl wasting her time with me?
if its sorta like these reasons i've got inside
allow me to clear this space, if you don't mind
let your soft lips press against mine
if I say what's on your mind
think of the commotion from letting our tongues collide
as the encounter the world will step aside
and i assure you the passion
would be nothing less than
an abundant abyss
just in a kiss
our two tongues rushing
and our lips will twist
lets throw down these silly boundaries
why allow ourselves to sufferingly exist?
everyone is still only human.
and you are far fairer than them
So don't forget that little fact:
you should take whatever you can get
ain't no reason to hold back.
-clinton xavier
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| | Currently Watching
I'm Not There
By Cate Blanchett, Ben Whishaw, Christian Bale, Richard Gere, Marcus Carl Franklin
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a dream flutters under his closed eyes projecting images of his heart's muse
this dream is so familiar, he knows every move
he wakes up and somehow the dream that he's always imagined materialized
capitalizes, fantasizes, exercizes, and energizes every fiber of his being
i can still smell you, still taste you behind the whiskey in my mind's tongue
a tongue you can understand like no other one
he said, "i think i know who i am, and i'm pretty sure i'm just not he yet"
she said, "i see him too, and your placing a wrong bet"
and if saving you is all i get in the end
i'll die alone, knowing that's how love is.
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| is it at all possible for it all to change for it all to be never the same for it all to be something understood, easy, relaxing, enjoyable, and simple. For nothing to be amiss, for her to smile and give me a kiss, for the work to be something i want to complete instead of skip. For everything to be something meaningful, and this depression to be all that is imaginable because the reality is happiness.
hmm.
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| three years ago today i thought i knew what love was.
i wonder if i still do
i guess i do.
but it's not the same was it was with you.
-Clint
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