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Some say that the eyes are the window to the soul. He disagrees. On that cloudy Wednesday he said to me "Let me see your hands." He told me "The eyes are a window to the mind, but the hands are a window to the person. From there you can get to know the soul."
He pressed his palm to mine on that grey Wednesday and told me that I was graceful, my hands said so. With your hands, you can change the world.
We went to a concert later, and he played the cello. I watched his hands flow over the ubiquitous instrument, changing it from an awkward constructi
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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You have to accept that maybe this isn't an elevator. Maybe this is a time machine. Once you've accepted that fact, you have to come to a conclusion on whether or not you are going forwards or backwards through time.
Some pretty wicked cools stuff you have in your gallery, very nice.
Thanks for commenting on my work, too.
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Don't Panic!"
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Stock Photo Account: Stock-Lobster [link]
that was probably the best constructive comment i've gotten so far.
i appreciate your honesty.
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BIN LADEN SUCKS [link]
//spook.
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