make it original. No Beatles lyrics or Ghandi quotes, etc
make it original. No Beatles lyrics or Ghandi quotes, etc
Philosophia wrote:
make it original. No Beatles lyrics or Ghandi quotes, etc
Something wise or mind-blowing in one or two lines
White self loathing knows no bounds .
Mr. Owl ate my metal worm!
Some people are so poor they only have money.
I have lived my life in a painting called Shangri-la, and even the bad parts were pulchritudinous. Some say it is hell, and some say it is a dark wilderness, others see it as an unswept museum parkay floor- but it has a pleasant taste of familiarity like a green plum.
4:38 per mile for 26.2 consecutive miles.
>trillions of stars in galaxy
>trillions of galaxies
Surely not everyone was Kung fu fighting.
The penis game has probably gotten somebody killed
Individual photos traveling one at a time through one of two slits take a completely different distribution of paths as they do if there's only one slit
Be the change that you want to see in the world because the love you take is equal to the love you make.
Saw this on a bumper sticker this afternoon:
"Yes, I'm deaf.
And I am ignoring you."
While under observation, electrons are forced to behave like particles and not like waves. Thus the mere act of observing particles affects the experimental outcome.
There is a disconnected phone booth in Japan called the wind phone where people pilgrimage to speak to their dead. In order to help me deal with my own personal grief at times, I write wind phone essays/poems/obituaries to mourn what is irrevocably lost and/or disappearing in my own life, what has been forcibly taken from me, what I wish to immoralize.
seattle prattle wrote:
Saw this on a bumper sticker this afternoon:
"Yes, I'm deaf.
And I am ignoring you."
That was neither wise nor mind-blowing. Try again.
TryAgain wrote:
Kaze no Denwa wrote:
There is a disconnected phone booth in Japan called the wind phone where people pilgrimage to speak to their dead. In order to help me deal with my own personal grief at times, I write wind phone essays/poems/obituaries to mourn what is irrevocably lost and/or disappearing in my own life, what has been forcibly taken from me, what I wish to immoralize.
Cool story bro, but that wasn't wise or mind-blowing either. Try again.
Ok, dipshit. If you fold a piece of paper 42 times, it would be thick enough to reach the moon. Do the math.
Star wrote:
4:38 per mile for 26.2 consecutive miles.
End of thread!
Kaze no Denwa wrote:
TryAgain wrote:
Cool story bro, but that wasn't wise or mind-blowing either. Try again.
Ok, dipshit. If you fold a piece of paper 42 times, it would be thick enough to reach the moon. Do the math.
Now that's a good one. Thank you for getting the thread back on track.
Fruit Salad
Yummy yummy