What a great picture; what a great window! I once would have walked past that window in a second. I wouldn't now. A lot of things are different. Different channels open in one's mind if one will let them, or if one finds a friend with a jade-tipped drill to bore them into a mentality of marble. Entirely different pallets of color become perceivable. Juxtapositions of light, shape and texture, previously ignored, now take on meaning and bring a heart joy, both because of another's shared pleasure and a personal, deeper and broader appreciation of the visual, the sensual, the vivacious and the vibrant. That's what glittery sidetracks can do to an otherwise well-tempered clerically correct cranium if imbibed repeatedly, with regular applications of eclectic reflections and somewhat sodden sequined sequestrations.
ry, "somewhat soddened sequined sequestrations" I loooove this mesmerizing mixture of words and the joyful imagery and jubilant conjecturing it manages to conjure up. Its quite the merry making / joy to the world kind of word juxtapositioning and general positioning for positive opining on points.
Just tryin to fix the focus I've managed to fabricate with the wrong materials, mainly, polyester platitudes and rayon reasonings.
I used to always take the scenic route, I've subsequently come to understand it's just a fucking distraction and a waste of energy.
I love arguing/the truth/color and the care bears.
Frequent trips to amusement parks is of equal importance..... as is the recurring pipe dream to subsequently avoid the long term hurt generally associated with impulsive short term oriented - sharp ,living on the edge choices of Jaded ,Jittery and Sparkly Crystal.
Stuff I learnt = "The grass is always greener when confined to small circular metal spaces for decorative purposes only","When life gives you lemons make lemondrops and drink until you dont know the difference between spent faith and spent effort"....
I'm also a sucker for sequins.
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What a great picture; what a great window! I once would have walked past that window in a second. I wouldn't now. A lot of things are different. Different channels open in one's mind if one will let them, or if one finds a friend with a jade-tipped drill to bore them into a mentality of marble. Entirely different pallets of color become perceivable. Juxtapositions of light, shape and texture, previously ignored, now take on meaning and bring a heart joy, both because of another's shared pleasure and a personal, deeper and broader appreciation of the visual, the sensual, the vivacious and the vibrant. That's what glittery sidetracks can do to an otherwise well-tempered clerically correct cranium if imbibed repeatedly, with regular applications of eclectic reflections and somewhat sodden sequined sequestrations.
ry,
"somewhat soddened sequined sequestrations"
I loooove this mesmerizing mixture of words and the joyful imagery and jubilant conjecturing it manages to conjure up.
Its quite the merry making / joy to the world kind of word juxtapositioning and general positioning for positive opining on points.
Well that's exactly what I had in mind, then!
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