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Forever below is rough deck, snacks, thin metal music, down where you once used to be; the line is solid and has no reverse gear; and the water, of course, is only soft when you're inside it. Look down. Now it moves in the sun, full of hard coins of light that shimmer red as they stretch away into a mist that is your own sweet salt. The coins crack into new moons, long shards of light from the hearts of sad stars. The square tank is a cold blue sheet. Cold is just a kind of hard. A kind of blind. You have been taken off guard. Happy Birthday. Did you think it over. Yes and no. Hey kid.
Two black spots, violence, and disappear into a well of time. Height is not the problem. It all changes when you get back down. When you hit, with your weight.
So which is the lie? Hard or soft? Silence or time?
The lie is that it's one or other. A still, floating bee is moving faster than it can think. From overhead the sweetness drives it crazy.
The board will nod and you will go, and eyes of skin can cross blind into a cloud-blotched sky, punctured light emptying behind sharp stone that is forever. That is forever. Step into the skin and disappear.
Hello.
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There's been time this whole time. You can't kill time with your heart. Everything takes time. Bees have to move very fast to stay still.
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The water is spangles off soft blue, five-o'clock warm, and the pool's smell, like the other smell, connects with a chemical haze inside you, an interior dimness that bends light to its own ends, softens the difference between what leaves off and what begins.
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However many birthdays I may have counted off, however many important events I may have witnessed or experienced first hand, I feel I have always remained the same me, I could never have been anything else.
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Her idealist bir zorbaya,her lider bir diktatöre dönüşebilir ve benzer biçimde, insan eli değen cennetler de cehenneme dönüşebilir.
Keder, sonradan üzüntü çöküp hatıraları ağırlaştırınca ve umutsuzluk hâkim
olunca gelir.
"Hep böyle değil midir? Medeniyetin sonu gibi çok ciddi bir konu hakkında konuşmaya başlarsın ve karşındaki, 'Ah nasıl da unutmuşum - içecek bir şey al,' der. Ne komik hayat.
Her şey değişiyor, sona eriyor ve ölüyor. Aşk bile.
yuvalar yıkan beller büken alıntı :))
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