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  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Salt

    When skies painted waters azure - breathing, When flowers caught lucid fire - scathing, When my rib cage contracted - in tempo desiderata, I knew. I knew - There was ...

    Jan 8, 2009
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Eclipse

    1 How do I envy jeering skies above your head – Perpetual everything bereft of definition – With all beneath it for its own to kiss and touch Without asking ...

    Jan 8, 2009
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Letters to the earth

    Submit me your voices, your legend, Where the God of ancient pillars, Crumbling red stone from his lips, Smiled to his hands, loving, carnivorous. A word, uttered from in-between Of ...

    Dec 20, 2008
  • Lounge, The Re: TYWC Refugees... Bad News

    Well well my story, I guess, would be much of the smae wistful, nostalgic character... I joined TYWC when I was 13 or 14 maybe, and hang around the place ...

    Dec 20, 2008


This planet has - or rather had - a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much all of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movement of small green pieces of paper, which was odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.
— Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy