tiindra [2005-11-05 14:01:39 +0000 UTC]

Finally, he got the glove off, finger by tight finger, and then the shank of it, finally.

Spectrum glow.

Her hand was rainbowed in a thousand bright colors, Out of her sleeve, out of her wrist, throbbed a bundle of flutterings, a cascade of life, upwards and along and stretched out, making only the shape of a hand.
The shape of wrist, the shape of palm, the shape of fingers, five. The hand grew, lengthened, rose upwards, took flight, separated, became a cloud of colours following the music through the air.

All he could do, the boy, was to gasp aloud.

The colours! The colours!

Her hand was made of butterflies.

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tiindra [2005-11-05 13:59:15 +0000 UTC]

I'm through... into the music, projected from one thousand speakers.

(...)

All is calm, floating, prepared, on a tremble.
Below me, miles away, the dance floor; a boiling of faces, streched out arms, jeering voices.

I'm suspended above them all, giant in my shape, made out of intersecting beams of knowledge. I sweep down a magnified arm; it moves through the crowd like a wavelength.
Some of them fall back, others just let the illusion pass through their bodies, defiant. What do I care?

(...)

The club lights fuse and pop, a tiny darkness, splitsecond followed by a stutter to the beat, before the system kicks back in, and there I am, scouring the air with blades of bass, loving the flash of it all.

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tiindra [2005-11-05 13:58:07 +0000 UTC]

Josie takes Hyperbolehyde. Ten Thousands every second. See her face go touch the sky, when she climbs that rollercoaster high.
That mouth! Such bliss! All the planets and the satellites make their home inside her lips. It's a four minute warning. Atomic tongue! Nitrokisserene! Josie takes Hyperbolehyde.

She's a big dog.

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tiindra [2005-11-05 13:57:30 +0000 UTC]

I picked it up, real slow. Looking deep into it, I swear I could see sparkles of light, like stars in the night sky.
I put the glass to my lips, and took a sip.
- And?
What?
-What did it taste of, man?
Tasted like heaven, I tell you. Like heaven was washing over my tongue.

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nokomis [2005-10-30 21:49:18 +0000 UTC]

today a young man on acid realised that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration that we are all one consciousnes experiencing itself subjectevly - there is no such thing as death
life is only a dream
and we are the imagination of ourselves

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tioga [2005-07-18 22:00:23 +0000 UTC]

i found you..... heheh


Why the change of dev name ?

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Marciedip [2005-07-17 10:27:01 +0000 UTC]

thx for ur comment

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sonofdaeladus [2005-07-17 00:34:57 +0000 UTC]

why thank you oh so ever much for the fav

much appreciated

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ToxicDropPhotography [2005-07-16 18:28:53 +0000 UTC]

Welcome to DA, and thank you for the great comment you left me.

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