Oct 9, 2024
Why did they feel lonely in the Garden of Eden, so that God decided to divide they into two parts? That would have been they, a perfect being with tits and penis. The best of both worlds. One enough for every-they.
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Why did they feel lonely in the Garden of Eden, so that God decided to divide they into two parts? That would have been they, a perfect being with tits and penis. The best of both worlds. One enough for every-they.
I won't lie, my demons are genuine and real, as much as are my recording angels, seated by my shoulders. We are the divine culmination where two worlds meet, we definitely must be something, something too precious, something too intricate. To balance these both energies of light and dark, that's the finest art of living...
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golden trumpets
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there's this photo i have of you
standing under a yellow-blooming tree
a riot of gold and green
and thee, my love
and thee
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when i look at this picture now
i can see
you had one foot in each world
you were slowly fading away
from me
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i did not understand it then
i could not save you
could not keep
i could only hold you
my heart
my soul
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i could only
pray, and beg, and weep
gnash my teeth
from bended knee
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you were all the beauty
i'd ever need
in that moment i caught
of thee
of thee
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in the sun
in the shade
of that glorious tree
~
azuki lynn
Short Story of a New Beginning.
“My Lady, the princess is not in her bedroom,” said the maid unsettled.
“What do you mean?” I asked, for some reason I couldn’t understand a word of what she said.
“She left this.” She said and handed me a note. My sweet child wrote a few words, even with her scarce vocabulary and her clumsy handwriting.
“Mom, I went to the other side of the mountain. I want to find the flying horses”.
A tear rolled down my cheek, I sat down immediately and just thought:
“The hero journey.” The time flies indeed, it seems it was yesterday I first met her eyes.
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fuckyouverymuch: We get the best of both worlds.; bebelestrange: Botanist Charles Reid Barnes [1858-1910] near Tehuacan, Mexico via harvard.edu; noiredesire:(.) by mirkins photography
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