Dallas Washer
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I know all I know, and yet I know not all...


Home I can never go home, a great author once spoke to me. Rarely does the childhood home resemble the adult perceptions we grow to have. Though my body aches for them. Yet my home does not reside in the house I spent most of my childhood days in, nor in the family with their love presented like a cheap gift. My home is in the nature surrounding this. My skin yearns for their touch. To sit amongst the trees, listening to their petty conversations of chloroplasts and their concerns of water flow and sunlight. To feel life pull into them as one pulls a treasured secret into their heart. My eyes burn to spy on squirrels flirting and fighting ovHome
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As Mr. Sloan always says, there is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "i" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team... I don't know what he's talking about.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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"The earth laughs in flowers"
-Unknown
My World:
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"In the dark we are all the same it's only our wisdom and knowledge that separates us don’t let your eyes deceive you!"
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