Bleached Skull

"'I will build a garden of remembering. And there the dreams will dream.' Or so I kept insisting." I screamed at the bomb. "Effort is wrong."

He took the ears off... Communist...

It's certainly possible to live with different belief systems, but when there is conflict, "reality" usually wins. Electron... T-shirt...

Then came the day the entire thing was delivered to my door... Cat... Petroglyph... Long truck... Weird things... Blow-up doll... Do me a favor, would ya? If you're thinking of banning me for this, just give me a warning and undo my edits. A'ight? A'ight. Tennis racket... I asked him for a verb. No.

Surely the point of inside is to find a way out... and surely the point of outside is to find a way in.

Now it's kind of a thing in my kitchen... Thumbtack... Brisket... I slobber on it sometimes when I put ketchup in my mouth and blow bubbles. And so we shouted our joy of life across the canvas of the world, that those who came after might share in the fullness of our lives. Leash... Xylophone... The photo is wrong. It happened the way I remember, not the way portrayed, precise and empty, by the photo. Operating theater... Steak knife... Beagle... The cat won't even get close enough to lick it off. I ate a sock! It had a shadow and everything! I think it was probably really dirty. It put up a fight, but it couldn't talk. I asked twice. I was very careful. Stapler... And that's when I run.