#wallofeyes

[carlosgplx]

"Wall Of Eyes" (2023) Thom Yorke + Paul Thomas Anderson

[sannuevo]

Me gusta esta canción.

[1day1coverart]

+ artist : The Smile + title : Wall of Eyes (2024) + artwork : Stanley Donwood

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[meelein]

Larp-Craft: Wall of eyes with moving eyes :-) - ca. 2x1,2m #larp #larpcraft #craft #halloween #monster #wallofeyes #basteln

[trapdoorspidergang]

Once upon a wall of eyes, there happened upon a merry little Christmas. The wall of eyes were displeased this time of year because it snowed. The snow was a problem, because it got in the eyes, and it stung, because they had no eye lashes. On this fateful day, a drunken hobo was walking down the street when he came upon the crying wall of eyes. "Either I am really drunk, or I am staring at a bunch of crying eyes! Why do you weep when people are worst off then you *hic*?" "Good sir!" cried the eyes, "We are constantly tormented by this snow, as it gets in our eyes! It is always miserable for us this time of year!" The hobo sat there for a moment and thought, despite being rather tipsy. He then stood with a smile on his face and walked away. He came back a few minutes later with some materials. "Don't ask where I got these..." warned the hobo, before the eyes could question him. He proceeded to build a shelter over the eyes to protect them from the falling snow. "Oh, thank you kind sir! How shall we ever repay you?" The hobo sat down and replied, "I would ask for things you cannot offer me... I would like a lot of money, for I am poor and live on the streets..." The eyes stared at him for a minute, and the wall between the eyes slowly parted to reveal a small chest of money. The hobo stared at it and tears began to build up. "...For me?" "Yes, it is yours! A kind deed deserves another in return!" The hobo joyously thanked the wall over and over and claimed his reward. He ran down the street with his plunder and was out of sight in no time. Suddenly, in the newfound silence, the wall of eyes realized that there was an odd ticking noise, seeming to grow more frequent each moment. "What is that odd noise?" Suddenly, after it became really rapid, it realized what it was. "Why, it's a bomb!" But it was too late. The bomb exploded and the wall was destroyed. The hobo fulfilled the eye's wish: to never have to feel the torment of the snow again.