March 2012
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Watchmedicalstate:
The Love Competition by the Brent Hoff and the Stanford Center for Cognitive and Neurobiological Imaging.
The brain is an organ of understanding, of functioning, and of expression. Within its infinite shades of complexity, we can all find it within ourselves to emote. In this first annual competition being held at the Stanford Center for Cognitive and Neurobiological Imaging, they...
grandchariots:
You are every colour in my spectrum
And I need all of you
From your reds to your greens and blue
A hue of us intertwined, limbs and fresh sheets
I love you more each time that we meet
inamorati: Broken Shells →
sleep-sweet:
The singing way your hips sway When you’re carrying your bags back to the room Like you’ve got something to lose, but you won’t Give up on me just yet, The fireflies glowing inside your head Keep the light behind your eyes from going out You’re a glory in yourself Shut the doors, break the shells
“You actually make life a little painful. Breathing hurts when you’re not...”
– Anonymous
AMBIGUOUS TRANSPARENCY: Introspection Sublime. →
Go read more of this poetry. Seriously. Some beautiful stuff! :)
I’ve seen your spine curve to align with the shape of the horizon on early mornings while your conscious expanded like twilight.
You’ve seen all you needed to see and I’ve heard all you had to say. Let the journey marvel.
Damn. I wish I could write like this. →
ambiguous-transparency:
Here I sit, crunched in the corner chilled with the sunrise and your words, something about your words warms my eyes to its most natural color and smile dabs my lips once and once more because your raspy laugh churns away all drowsiness and here I sit, crunched in the corner with my arms…
Spilled Ink (Currently undergoing updates.):... →
ambiguous-transparency:
I think I remember you dancing in the midst of the blizzard with laughter that echoed in the sphere of my cognitive boundary, a concave valley of damp memories and excessively subjective images.
You were staining the frozen hearts with genuine smiles that…
I need more poetry in my life..
imynda:
I gave you my heart spilt my soul into those words in hope of clutching to something of the light but when ignored i only spiraled deeper into the abyss
Goddamn you.
And I mean that in the best possible way. Sigh.
Ahhhh fuck.
:)
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