worldfamousrobot
worldfamousrobot
World Famous Robot
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worldfamousrobot 8 years ago
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you鈥檙e like an animal. wanting my scent, my juices.
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worldfamousrobot 9 years ago
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I felt you
I felt your heart as if it was inside of me. I felt your blood push through my veins with a force of spirit from many worlds away. My tongue sprouted from the unspoken words and a beautiful tree sprang forth, branches of passion and pain and thirst for the unknown of you, for your sweat, your dew.
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worldfamousrobot 9 years ago
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worldfamousrobot 9 years ago
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prayers
On days when we cannot pray, 聽a prayer utters itself. That's a good thing because some days I just stand there with a pounding heart and no words. I hope my shifts in the sand and tired eyes I look to the heavens with speak the words and feelings I cannot bare to bring forth, to say aloud. I pray silently with my sighs of joy and of pain. The shimmering waters of creation within me reflect to my creator all of my secrets, all of my songs, all of my expressions of humanness - so faulty and so beautiful. I pray.
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worldfamousrobot 9 years ago
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Magnolia
This year spring and summer decided to make it quick, roll themselves into one season of three ays and steam right out of winter. In the front yard the reluctant magnolia buds lost control and suddenly stood wide open. Two days later their pale pink silks heaped up around the trunk like cast-off petticoats.
Remember how long spring used to take? And how long from the first locking of fingers to the first real kiss? 聽And after that the other eternity, endless motion toward the undoing of a button?
聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 -Lisel Mueller
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worldfamousrobot 10 years ago
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I'm a little bit wobbly in what I'm yearning for. So much and also so little. I feel a shift slowly approaching like a ship in the distance - a warm summer lingering wind...I'm waiting for direction. I feel my soul want to open but not sure of the direction to turn in doing so.
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worldfamousrobot 11 years ago
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I am not deceived by summer or its end. I'd like to think I can have summer in my mind all of the time. No time to waist. Let me remember the return of the sea, when I stood on shore and watched her crash at me with all her anger. She was strong but shy, and through her salty tears came power.
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worldfamousrobot 11 years ago
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What do you long for at summers end?
Sweet tea. It doesn't taste the same in any other season. I long for that cold glass on the stone front porch. At summers end, I long for the first warm morning that rings in a new summer - fresh and ready for sweaty nights of restless sleep. At summers end, the cool chill that evening begins to bring makes me long for cabin camping and wood stove fires. So hot that your thigh turns pink from warming yourself to long. I don't like the cold much but I love the sinking in to snuggle at the kiss of cold morning air. I feel as though there is always something to wrap up at summers end. Those hibernating months to come - what things do you filter out to bring into your cave?
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worldfamousrobot 11 years ago
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we may be here till midnight, we may be here when the birds stop singing and the mornings go silent. we may be here for a long time, when time means nothing. can you stay that long? can you sit and be wild with worry and still hold my hand? i want to leave at midnight and walk and walk and walk and look at the moon and be so tired with no speech. i want to leave at midnight and come home restless and high and drunk with over stimulation and fall on the bed and cry. i want to leave at midnight.
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worldfamousrobot 11 years ago
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#oceanloveaffair #lovemylife #beginagain come play @_ali_sun_
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worldfamousrobot 11 years ago
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Wonderland of mushrooms #cool textures #wherearethefairies #letsplaypretend
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worldfamousrobot 12 years ago
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Samantha Keely Smith Hearken oil on canvas
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worldfamousrobot 12 years ago
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Look left at the tree by the river. There, the reminder lives forever engraved in the skin of the gentle giant. Your breath. Your spirit touch.
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worldfamousrobot 12 years ago
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One day green One day blue Where's your hand when I'm slipping? I made it here, to the end of the earth Come explore this universe
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worldfamousrobot 12 years ago
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Sitting for hours resting on branches with flowers that smell of sweet kisses
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worldfamousrobot 12 years ago
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on nights like this in the still silence the moon waits in bright delight my insides fight to find their breath
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worldfamousrobot 12 years ago
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#worldofwonder#happiness#rainbowblessings
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