I am free...if to be free is as free as I am.
OK, That was profound.
No gypsy is free under a roof.
Also profound. No relevance, but profound.
A wife is a woman who has only been wrong about one thing in her life.
That works.
A bachelor is a man who has never made the same mistake once.
OK, maybe not quite so profound as it is a humorous philosophy. Maybe a bitter one.
Philosophy is where you go when every other mind is closed.
Death is to life what breakfast is to potatoes.
Going broke would be like going crazy if you could push your purse into a sow's ear.
OK, I've lost it.
I wake under a crisp, blue sky.
My possessions left behind,
I clothe myself in the dawn.
I walk the length and breadth of the land,
The air my sustenance.
At night I wrap myself in the lengthening shadows;
My memories of you for a pillow.
At the end of the day, all I really need is you.
You know how we were made?
Out of dust like other men.
But ours was dust that was blowing,
moving, as the wind.
COMMENTS
COMMENTS
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Morrigon
01:21 Aug 30 2008
When you swim as deep as you have in these moments, they only way to tell which direction is up, is to blow a bubble.
From which end, is up to you...
KamarillaKaine
03:35 Aug 30 2008
this is my fav....
*No gypsy is free under a roof.*