the wings of your desire are but collections of roadkill feathers
can't we all just get along?
more than before there is no excuse only illusion and self-fulfillment
where is it?
where you find it
or not
give and let give but never ask for more

OWLS CAN NOT MOVE THEIR EYES IN THEIR OWN SKULLS 
  

OWLS CAN NOT SEE THEIR OWN PENIS WITH THEIR EYES

  

 Manbird wrote: 
In Just Seven Days, I Can Make You Imam.

PRO-CRAS-TI-NATION

Mar. 9. 186_ Went down to Fatty Melchers today to make a violin, we cut a
piece of wood the shape of a violin then take some horsehairs and strech
them over a brige and you can play a tune on them. in school i learnt to
play on a piece of india rubber. you pull a piece of elastic out of your
congres boot and hold it in your teeth and pull it tite and snap it with
your fingers and you can play tunes that you can hear but no one else
can. old Francis saw me snapping the elastic and came and took it away.
i have got plenty more in my boot. i am saving money to buy me a cornet.
when i get enuf i am a going to play in the band. O+—+
Henry A. Shute

 cookinlover wrote: 
It is wild to see photographs from the 1840s!

Buddy Bear In Belarus!!