Thursday, September 2, 2010

When we cease breathing, we do not part into two

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How come one owns a body, until one chooses to make a sea change? The idea of oneself is only a collection of electrical impulses.

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Without a whole, you are nothing.
Posted by tybalt. at 4:13 AM
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  1. FrancescaSeptember 2, 2010 at 7:33 AM

    This is so magical. I adore your writing.

    And Yeah, I do personally title all of the photos on my blog(:

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  2. Fickle CattleSeptember 6, 2010 at 9:44 AM

    Poetry. I've always wondered how we work. And what's the point?

    And sometimes I decide not to think. And just enjoy.

    http://ficklecattle.blogspot.com/

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