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The color red tastes like the smooth yet hard apple and its semi-soft inside tastes. If you taste it and it tastes like wata, then it is red. If you taste it and it tastes like watu, then it is green, because there are these things called green apples........ooops.....made it more confusing.

The color green is everywhere. When you go outside and feel the nothing hit you and keep you half-decembered, you feel the small legs that you should call grass. It is green, everything is green. Feel that branch! It's brown, as the hard and rough terrain of the tall thing. Now taste it. It tastes like ants....

Oh, yet at the end of the harsh thing I call WOOD, there is more green. A flying green.

The color blue feels like the cold yet always moving eternal ocean followed by the sand that is deep in the core of all water. Now go inside the blue. Feel the specks of dirt tickle your legs. Hear the seagulls in the sky, which is up and also blue. Smell the air. It smells like Muppets. Now taste the oce-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! TASTE IT, NOT SWALLOW IT!

Lesson learned: Salt is bad.

The color purple tastes like a Muppet. Who knows, maybe purple paint or plums, yet the plums are a soft-skinned and small fruit with a harsh core on the inside. Take a nibble-snibble of the food and it has this great flavor, better than an apple in my opinion. Now smell it It smells like water.

July tastes like strawberries and sunlight, much less the strawberries, so much the Venusian heat. Go outside in the middle of where I live in the evening, and I'll find you begging for shade.

October sounds like the playful kids scaring each other with screams and boos, while the ever-graceful "Trick-or-Treat" is heard in the distance. October tastes like sweet and savory delicacies that is called candy. October smells like the eerie smell of fires, for people tend to make their own Julys and........glad you can't look, for somebody's house is burning....

December is a glorious month that makes you stop moving and start to hug your entire body for whatever good feeling in joy. Put your hands in your month and it feels like July all over again in your mouth, but the rest of you is begging for July to come. Now you fell. How does the December feel? Like snow, a mushy and cold thing.

Ok, now you can get up now. Uhh.......are you ok?

oh no.
A computer tastes like something hard. Put your hands and hear the shuffling sliding that you make. In it, you can discover the secrets of the universe.

What is a keyboard? It is not as soft as the what you touched, which is a screen, but a very rough yet patterned instrument that, in name, is the key to opening the secrets of everything. Slide on it, and it sounds a bit like a lion's roar. Then touch one. Although you can't feel it, you've sent a message to the screen, and he says Hi.

What does a lion feel like? NO. Do not touch that lio-, do NOT....-Hey! Don't TOCH that lion....NO!

*lion rawrs, somebody screams*

godamit.
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Now...touch this not-so soft thing. It feels cold and desolate, like you, but don't fret, for I am your friend. Taste it. Just as hard as it feels. It don't taste good. Smell the dirt, it smells as foul as rotten eggs, and spoiled tomatoes. Hear the worms digging in the dirt, and into thou. What do you see? Nothing, for there is nothing but nothing, and the nothingness that is created out of nothing is created out of nothing.

Now what does peace look, feel, smell, hear and taste like?

Resquiescat In Pace.......

Description
The color red tastes like the smooth yet hard apple and its semi-soft inside tastes. If you taste it and it tastes like wata, then it is red. If you taste it and it tastes like watu, then it is green, because there are these things called green apples........ooops.....made it more confusing.

The color green is everywhere. When you go outside and feel the nothing hit you and keep you half-decembered, you feel the small legs that you should call grass. It is green, everything is green. Feel that branch! It's brown, as the hard and rough terrain of the tall thing. Now taste it. It tastes like ants....

Oh, yet at the end of the harsh thing I call WOOD, there is more green. A flying green.

The color blue feels like the cold yet always moving eternal ocean followed by the sand that is deep in the core of all water. Now go inside the blue. Feel the specks of dirt tickle your legs. Hear the seagulls in the sky, which is up and also blue. Smell the air. It smells like Muppets. Now taste the oce-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! TASTE IT, NOT SWALLOW IT!

Lesson learned: Salt is bad.

The color purple tastes like a Muppet. Who knows, maybe purple paint or plums, yet the plums are a soft-skinned and small fruit with a harsh core on the inside. Take a nibble-snibble of the food and it has this great flavor, better than an apple in my opinion. Now smell it It smells like water.

July tastes like strawberries and sunlight, much less the strawberries, so much the Venusian heat. Go outside in the middle of where I live in the evening, and I'll find you begging for shade.

October sounds like the playful kids scaring each other with screams and boos, while the ever-graceful "Trick-or-Treat" is heard in the distance. October tastes like sweet and savory delicacies that is called candy. October smells like the eerie smell of fires, for people tend to make their own Julys and........glad you can't look, for somebody's house is burning....

December is a glorious month that makes you stop moving and start to hug your entire body for whatever good feeling in joy. Put your hands in your month and it feels like July all over again in your mouth, but the rest of you is begging for July to come. Now you fell. How does the December feel? Like snow, a mushy and cold thing.

Ok, now you can get up now. Uhh.......are you ok?

oh no.
A computer tastes like something hard. Put your hands and hear the shuffling sliding that you make. In it, you can discover the secrets of the universe.

What is a keyboard? It is not as soft as the what you touched, which is a screen, but a very rough yet patterned instrument that, in name, is the key to opening the secrets of everything. Slide on it, and it sounds a bit like a lion's roar. Then touch one. Although you can't feel it, you've sent a message to the screen, and he says Hi.

What does a lion feel like? NO. Do not touch that lio-, do NOT....-Hey! Don't TOCH that lion....NO!

*lion rawrs, somebody screams*

godamit.
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Now...touch this not-so soft thing. It feels cold and desolate, like you, but don't fret, for I am your friend. Taste it. Just as hard as it feels. It don't taste good. Smell the dirt, it smells as foul as rotten eggs, and spoiled tomatoes. Hear the worms digging in the dirt, and into thou. What do you see? Nothing, for there is nothing but nothing, and the nothingness that is created out of nothing is created out of nothing.

Now what does peace look, feel, smell, hear and taste like?

Resquiescat In Pace.......