3rd March 2012

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Throughout his life there had been many journeys, many adventures. He had traveled all of the country seeing all kinds of beauty from the landscapes to the people. For some reason he always seemed to find himself on the road. In his car is where he seemed to meet himself in earnest. Everywhere else it just seemed like a stranger trying his best to get by in both a world and a body that he seemed to know very little if anything about. This last trip seemed different though from all the others, as if he was discovering for the first time the amazing grace of all of it. From the trees to the animals and in whole the bigger plan of all of it. He opened his eyes as if a new born to take in the world all the mistakes of the years past dissolved into nothingness and floated away on the wind taking them far away. Removed from him, releasing him so now he may go unbound freely into the world.

9th February 2012

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Magical, aweinspiring, this is the way that I see the world as a whole at times, particularly when I am in a coffee shop and seeing the world go speeding by outside the windows of such a hallowed refuge. In this place I feel alone yet complete, I know that it is just myself but in that I notice the freedom to be more than I ever could with someone else. I feel like I imagine the 90’s to be. Flowing but not worrying nor caring about where this track is going too. I often do that in coffee shops, listen to 90’s music and in part teleport myself out of this stream of time into what I imagine the mindset of the past to be. Though I know there was not much difference from then to now I still wish that I could have experienced that mini enlightenment that had taken place in the world of the arts, music, painting, movies. Times like these I feel like I sit in another deminsion completely seperated from all those outside. Watching just as an observer to the outside world, studying these people. Taking note of their behaviors monitoring their actions. Waiting to find the answer to the question I never knew I had. Strange it is true, but true none the less.

4th February 2012

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Every passing energies in an infinate universe. Specks floating in the ever passsing stream of time. We are the dust that sails the cosmos the wind of life on foreign and distant planets. We forever exist changing only in appearance, with the intent of striving for the better in all that we lay sight upon.

3rd February 2012

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He had quit the life once but even once you walk away you are never truly free of it. That is the nature of this life it always pulls you back in again. Especially when you get in as deep as some do. At that point you know to much about whats out there to ignore it. It becomes your duty to do something about it, to make a difference, to change things.

30th January 2012

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The night air remained crisp, cold, he could feel it deep within his lungs. Though the air at times uncomfortable, as it nipped it way down his throat, refreshing all the same. It made him feel alive, recharged by all that surrounded him.

30th January 2012

Photo reblogged from This is a Nature blog. with 1,355 notes

woodendreams:

(by Bart Ceuppens)

woodendreams:

(by Bart Ceuppens)

28th January 2012

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It was his night. It had been a rather a long week and he desperately needed to let off some steam, which was exactly what he intended on doing. Dressed in some of his best he prepared himself to have the most fun he had had in a while.

28th January 2012

Question

tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

Europe has always held a magical place in my heart, especially London for some reason.

28th January 2012

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He knew the story too well. It stung him, cut him deeply like a knife. It went deep into the heart of things. He bleed true emotion that rushed forth from the wellspring of his very existance. All at once it seemed too much to bear. Like a tidal wave that had rushed upon him all too quickly threating to sweep him away into oblivion. Even so he knew that if he planted his resolve that this wave like other things before it would pass all the same.

28th January 2012

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Intro.

So I figure the least I could do for those of you whom come across this empty place is leave a note in the tiniest of space. What to tell you about a complete stranger. hmmm…Basics? Sadly this is my second tumblr account. I got locked out of my last one and am starting anew. Hey thats life, and while in bloom the concept of thewarpedlookingglass came to mind. It is a name for all the parts of short stories that I write to be posted up through. Feel free to give any feedback that you can. Just please try to keep it positive. We are all trying to improve ourselves in one form or another and negativity helps no one get where they would like. So keep it honest and considerate and please by all means enjoy!