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March 7, 2016 U.S. Route 29
The sun was shining on the sea, Ā Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make Ā The billows smooth and bright-- And this was odd, because it was Ā The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Ā Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there Ā After the day was done-- āItās very rude of him," she said, Ā āTo come and spoil the fun!ā The sea was wet as wet could be, Ā The sands were dry as dry. You could not see a cloud because Ā No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead-- Ā There were no birds to fly. The Walrus and the Carpenter Ā Were walking close at hand: They wept like anything to see Ā Such quantities of sand: āIf this were only cleared away," Ā They said, āit would be grand!ā āIf seven maids with seven mops Ā Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose," the Walrus said, Ā āThat they could get it clear?ā āI doubt it," said the Carpenter, Ā And shed a bitter tear. ā0 Oysters, come and walk with us!ā Ā The Walrus did beseech. āA pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Ā Along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four, Ā To give a hand to each.ā The eldest Oyster looked at him, Ā But never a word he said; The eldest Oyster winked his eye, Ā And shook his heavy head-- Meaning to say he did not choose Ā To leave the oyster-bed. But four young Oysters hurried up, Ā All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Ā Their shoes were clean and neat-- And this was odd, because, you know, Ā They hadnāt any feet. Four other Oysters followed them, Ā And yet another four; And thick and fast they came at last, Ā And more and more and more-- All hopping through the frothy waves, Ā And scrambling to the shore. The Walrus and the Carpenter Ā Walked on a mile or so, And then they rested on a rock Ā Conveniently low: And all the little Oysters stood Ā And waited in a row. āThe time has come," the Walrus said, Ā āTo talk of many things: Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax-- Ā Of cabbages--and kings-- And why the sea is boiling hot-- Ā And whether pigs have wings.ā āBut wait a bit," the Oysters cried, Ā āBefore we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, Ā And all of us are fat!ā āNo hurry!ā said the Carpenter. Ā They thanked him much for that. āA loaf of bread," the Walrus said, Ā āIs what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Ā Are very good indeed-- Now, if youāre ready, Oysters dear, Ā We can begin to feed.ā āBut not on us!ā the Oysters cried, Ā Turning a little blue. āAfter such kindness, that would be Ā A dismal thing to do!ā āThe night is fine," the Walrus said, Ā āDo you admire the view? āIt was so kind of you to come! Ā And you are very nice!ā The Carpenter said nothing but Ā āCut us another slice. I wish you were not quite so deaf-- Ā Iāve had to ask you twice!ā āIt seems a shame," the Walrus said, Ā āTo play them such a trick. After weāve brought them out so far, Ā And made them trot so quick!ā The Carpenter said nothing but Ā āThe butterās spread too thick!ā āI weep for you," the Walrus said: Ā āI deeply sympathize.ā With sobs and tears he sorted out Ā Those of the largest size, Holding his pocket-handkerchief Ā Before his streaming eyes. ā0 Oysters," said the Carpenter, Ā āYouāve had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?ā Ā But answer came there none-- And this was scarcely odd, because Ā Theyād eaten every one.
The Walrus and the CarpenterĀ
Ā Lewis Carroll, 1832 - 1898
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Every little thing I do, Every little thing I swear girl its just for you
Lie to me Tell me you didn't mean to abandon me To twist your words you once spoke as they were made out of clay Are you satisfied? I thought I understood..some people aren't meant to be tied down You did this to me Took away my ability to allow people access to my being You tricked me Trapped my soul into your hands caged like an animal Carelessly living your life while I'm stagnant inside rotting from the whole you left in my fruit I've become grim, doused in frustration I guess I did this to myself holding on to an ounce of hope that may grow through the cracks in the concrete
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I am who I am, I shouldn't be shamed for that. I refuse to be burdened by my skin complexion. I rise higher than a mountain and flow rigorously like the sea. Please donāt taunt me. -Kale
Your stepping on my neck I can hardly breathe Enemy of mine Rid yourself of me I carry you everywhere I go Enemy I tell ya, this is unintentional I can't seem to strip you off of me Enemy, enemy, get away from me Come out of my skin You are not wanted, nor welcomed You cause to many issues I cannot bare You draw strange men to me You siren, you enemy You take away my dignity My ability to plead sanity The life i live will never be the life I wish to live because of you enemy You wont rid yourself of me You set me back completely One. . Two. . Three. . Steps back immediately every second You stay with me My father and mother gave you to me. As a gift i am assuming. . A gift that shouldn't separate from me . . Emotionally or physically. My mother stapled you to the surface of my skin so you would never detach from me. My father secured you under my skin so you would be one with me. You beauty of mine please let me be I cannot bare another man drawn to the sight of me Another friend lost to the envy of me Please I just need some space please so people will love me as i am. Me with you enemy, enemy I am not you You are me
-kale
Dead weight dangling from hollowed lumber accompanied by those dark berries piled under the dry stems tangled quivering in a cluster of turmoil seeping through that cleft justice Ignorant i see light transcends two faces retained within the pale faces gurgling false truths swallowed with blood reciprocal Ā of eclipsed Blood flowing through their veins swollen full of perpetual hatred Trust not what they emit Fruits ripped from sturdy roots raped for the seeds they carry shells beaten scared with destruction in hopes to feed those swollen veins already bulging above surface cracking the shells but never able to grasp the nutrition. I tell you Oblivious to the cause of such an unfathomable habit cannot cease deep rooted binding truths instead battered We drink the drip . Ā . Ā drops . . Of the suffering and pour their screams in our glands creating blackberry juice. Rise up and withstand those double truths. Arguments never validĀ
Generation to generation that hollow lumber stands tall -rooted at its feet the built ability to house all bruised and delayed seeds never astray leaking blackberry juice
Cold masses weighing down the limbs berries still crushed from under and within. The price we pay leaves a tag on our soul dissolved when poured in that blackberry drip. . Drop. try to wrap our minds around this world . . A world which has no juice.
-kale
Hi. Name is Kale and I am here to share my mind with anyone who is listening. I am not fond of Social Media but I am trying ^.^ Well anyways I will start my journey 2/29/2016 and everyday I will make it a pint to post or re-post anything I find of substance. I am very strong minded and I have opinions that need to be shared. I guess I can give you some basic information about myself but you will soon see who I truly am accompanied by those around me. I am an inquisitive 20 year old college student. I carry freedom on my forehead and strive to be all I can be. Some call me a free-spirit but I am the opposite- see I want to hold on to my spirit because that's I all I have intertwined with my soul. I do not discourage free-spirited beings, I welcome all souls. I love to write though I am not much of a writer. I remember my senior year of high school I was apart of many clubs and organizations but this one organization particularly was a modeling troupe and we had an upcoming show. I actually recall writing my biography for the Members board to be displayed at the entrance for all to see. I wrote āI want to leave a stain on this earth, to be a legendā nothing more. Now the irony was that I was also a member of the Dance Company at my school and had to travel to New York for master classes and I missed the performance and couldn't participate in the show :( but my words still stood strong for all to see. At sixteen I had a vision, now at twenty I am getting myself back on track. listen don't ever loose sight of your vision. āA dream is but only a figment of your imagination, you alone have that power to bring it to manifestationā-KALE