What if, you know those people who die for minutes at a time, what if when they die something Else does exist.
They go somewhere,
Or become something,
Else, lest they don’t come back.
but in coming back from something they have never known or felt,
it was unrecognizable in human terms,
and upon re-arrival and awakening they forgot all that happened to them
in their 2 minute afterlife.
so until one enters that realm, either firstly or returning, one only ever knows being there when one is there.
What if our entire life is just a two minute death of our other being?
Well, then: I should rather like being fully dead.
“That was honestly epic!! Looking forward to having a jam tonight! Xxxx”
Mitch and I both performed at the open mic night; Mitch singing Christina Aguilera, Myself doing some spoken word poetry.
I was nervous but as long as my close friends were into it I couldn’t care less.
I miss Kyle man. He’s a ridiculously Bodacious guy, safest guy in Europe.
XX G XX
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“Don’t rise, don’t bite, don’t snap back.”
I was on a night out (drunk) and I think it was that there was some turmoil between my friend and her flatmate. My other friend, Jenny, was saying something along these lines and this formation came into my head, and I liked it too much to let it go.
I might develop it into something… We’ll see.
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