harraser
Bluelighter
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- Oct 3, 2001
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Grass,
Stretching far as the eye can see.
The most vibrant green imagined,
Flowing all the way to the end of the world
At any point of the compass.
Infinite.
Flat,
Undisturbed as the surface of a lake
In an undiscovered valley at 17,000 feet.
Not a tree,
Not a rock,
Not a single living thing
To mar the perfect....
Absence.
The sky,
Patchey with clouds
Desparate for attention.
Silent,
But a spectacle none the less.
Filling the warm air
With sweet smelling refreshment,
A shower
Washing away non-existant dirt.
This place is know as Paradox
In constant fulx, yet never changing.
It is empty yet full to the brim.
Impossible,
But undeniably real.
Hidden under our noses
For all to see.
[ 14 October 2002: Message edited by: harraser ]
Stretching far as the eye can see.
The most vibrant green imagined,
Flowing all the way to the end of the world
At any point of the compass.
Infinite.
Flat,
Undisturbed as the surface of a lake
In an undiscovered valley at 17,000 feet.
Not a tree,
Not a rock,
Not a single living thing
To mar the perfect....
Absence.
The sky,
Patchey with clouds
Desparate for attention.
Silent,
But a spectacle none the less.
Filling the warm air
With sweet smelling refreshment,
A shower
Washing away non-existant dirt.
This place is know as Paradox
In constant fulx, yet never changing.
It is empty yet full to the brim.
Impossible,
But undeniably real.
Hidden under our noses
For all to see.
[ 14 October 2002: Message edited by: harraser ]
