Thursday, January 10, 2013
Typical Thursday
I like the song Rainbow Veins. Sometimes the randomosity of it reminds me of how my own brain works.
A silver palace on a green hill
In ice and winter's wrath and chill
Gleamed in the eve of yester-year
Where those who fought fought for the dear
Above it is the mist of sky
In cloudy form of dreamer's eye
And flowers lay in shadow great
Of sunlight weakening and nighttime state
The silver castle on the mound
And dancing figures all around
Recall the time of victory gleam
That was a futile, hopeless dream
I've pray little to tell you about. Just me being a bumblebee with school and deadlines. Soon I'm to go and ride a horse or two unless it rains. Just'a typical Thursday. Y'know how it is.
And thus concludes entry 1/10/13.
God bless,
KaPlinkadink
A silver palace on a green hill
In ice and winter's wrath and chill
Gleamed in the eve of yester-year
Where those who fought fought for the dear
Above it is the mist of sky
In cloudy form of dreamer's eye
And flowers lay in shadow great
Of sunlight weakening and nighttime state
The silver castle on the mound
And dancing figures all around
Recall the time of victory gleam
That was a futile, hopeless dream
(Kismint Plinkadink)So tell me, tell me, how are you? Have you bested dragons? Defeated fears? What finds and treasures have been stumbled upon as of the year and month and week and time in question?
I've pray little to tell you about. Just me being a bumblebee with school and deadlines. Soon I'm to go and ride a horse or two unless it rains. Just'a typical Thursday. Y'know how it is.
And thus concludes entry 1/10/13.
God bless,
KaPlinkadink
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