Jul 11, 2004 01:41
the option was there it started forming in minds they lay slanted on old orange carpet. not the shag kind, but the kind like plywood.
smoke rose into the air, but i realized my eyes were only cloudy and closed them. time kept hanging around. with nothing to get busy on no decisions needed to be made.only agreed apon.
after the legs moved:
the heat not only burned, but blinded as well. so miricals were all that was happening. at least in most minds.
you see the two Gods from across the street joind the people and perhaps thats why the the sounds where so much louder later on in the day.
there now it makes sence. after over looking you can see the mistakes that might have been made. then if theres time you might be able to change a few things and set it up so it can be viewed in the way you might want it to be.
such beautiful pictures hang from the wall at the center of the world. i've only seen pictures of the pictures and have heard stories told.it must be true then, i trust every word.