[Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.
It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.
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I got a killer three piece for that ass. [The basic three piece working the heavy bag is One two three -- Jab, straight right, left hook, sometimes a left to the body and then snap up to the head. I love doublin' up on me left hooks. Hit a headbanger once with a left hook in the chin to start, shit didn't knock him down, so came back with another left hook same spot in chin, like my left arm had a spring in it...a double left hook. That dropped him. It was fast, too and by the way with a light jacket on. History has shown that my left can't knock somebody out like my right can but it can sure as hell knock 'em down.]
Last edited by Kill4Me; 06-28-2018 at 11:44 AM.
Busy as a mofo, I have just been in post & go mode...will eventually get to replies on threads to recent posts. Too busy right now fcking shit up in cutthroat arenas, and more jacked than ever with an upper body/traps shaped likez a pitbull aka mike Tyson circa 1995 versus Peter McNeeley. hehehe.
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The decisive thing is not the reality of the object, but the reality of the subjective factor, i.e. the primordial images, which in their totality represent a psychic mirror-world. It is a mirror, however, with the peculiar capacity of representing the present contents of consciousness not in their known and customary form but in a certain sense sub specie aeternitatis, somewhat as a million-year old consciousness might see them.
(Jung on Si)
“I want the following word: splendor, splendor is fruit in all its succulence, fruit without sadness. I want vast distances. My savage intuition of myself.”
― Clarice Lispector
Last edited by Sol; 07-09-2018 at 12:41 PM.
J'ai douté des détails, jamais du don des nues
J'ai douté des détails, jamais du don des nues
Des corps, des esprits me reviennent
Des décors, des scènes, des arènes
Hantez, hantez, faites comme chez vous, restez
Si tout devient opaque
Ma reine, ma reine
J'ai bien aimé ta paire de claques
Et surtout ton dernier baiser