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life in a surrealist landscape by haza220, literature

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life in a surrealist landscape

I live in a surrealist landscape. I float along in a sky of the deepest gold, watching bubble wrap clouds drift dreamily behind a patchwork moon. The stars blaze blue, and a shimmering silver lake in the centre of an empty apple orchard reflects a thousand years of troubled times - as another tear falls from the sky, the little lake catches it without a word, and throws it back up to glisten and gleam with the rest. Ambling idly down the dusty paths between the broken boughs of the apple trees, I see a marching band on stilts approaching, their trumpets tooting left, right, left, right. Although they are some distance from me, I can see t

senses by haza220, literature

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senses

i've seen in shades of secret sound i've heard the colours all around i've felt the freedom of outer space i've smelt the sunshine's warm embrace i've tasted the truth with the tip of my mind and my senses all tell me this life is the kind of life that works best in conditions of love when peace and hope fall like rain from above but if the clouds ever turn black with despair then soon we'll be drowning, gasping for air struggling to breathe as we sink in our sorrow never to see another tomorrow past, present and future will merge into one if the fire goes out at the heart of the sun and the world will be empty, cold, lifeless a

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in my world by haza220, literature

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in my world

i believe in autumn leaves in unicorns and brass band horns i love it when that music plays it sends me back to better days in fluff white skies the sun shone brighter even night time seemed much lighter the stars they sparkled one by one and counting them was just for fun where did all the rainbows go? and whatever happened to proper snow? i miss the magic of the moon how it stole the cow from the dish and the spoon and the cat couldn't fiddle to save it's life so it ran to China with the three blind mice in a land where ribbons grow on trees and sandwiches are made with peas running through meadows of golden grass hoping l

sky song by haza220, literature

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sky song

The sky is my favourite thing in the whole world, as its vastness never ceases to amaze me. I love watching the sun rise early in the morning, an awe-inspiring orb of glowing golden gas that gives life to this planet we call Earth. I love watching the clouds dance across the day, forming every size and shape imaginable - dinosaur spines, ice cream cones, helicopters with legs and bow ties. I doubt there is a single shape in all the world that hasn't been seen in the clouds by someone, somewhere, at some time. I love the blue of it all - oh, the blue of it all! If I stare up at it for too long, I feel completely lost and utterly alone. I think

i saw a burning building today by haza220, literature

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i saw a burning building today

i saw a burning building today .... I saw a burning building today, and I cried. I cried because, as the flames devoured the roof, one rotted rafter at a time, blackening the sky with the fumes of their fury, I realised what a sad and lonely world we live in. Although I subconsciously knew that there is just as much death and depression in life as there is love and happiness, something about seeing such a beautiful destruction right in front of me moved me in ways I'm finding it hard to put words to. I felt as if everything I'd ever achieved, or strived towards, was meaningless. I felt as if my existence was being mocked, shunned, spat upon.

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United Kingdom
Deviant for 19 years
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i am myself, and i don't know how to be any other way
i like a lot of things, breathable music and the vastness of the sky and aquiring all sorts of signs, drinking tea without sugar and eating pea sandwhiches and pineapples, reading and writing and pondering upon the possibilities of the universe
i study film, but i want to work with either drug misusers and abusers, young offenders and re-offenders or abused and damaged children - some sort of work that motivates me and allows me to help others ... i know it sounds a bit cliche and perhaprs a bit sickly-saintly, but i've had certain life experiences that have moved me to really want to get into this kind of work, and i hope i can get into it soon

Current Residence: Landan Town
Favourite genre of music: ska, punk, jazz, blues

Favourite Visual Artist

kandinsky & surrealist painters

Favourite Movies

Withnail & I, Blues Brothers & Scum

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Manu Chao

Favourite Writers

Leonard Cohen

Favourite Games

hide-and-seek.

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reading, writing, learning & ink

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haza220

Jan 21, 2010

thoughts

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if i lived in space, i'd jump into a black hole to see what was at the other end. if it's true that energy cannot be created or destroyed then i don't believe i'd simply cease to exist. maybe it would lead to a parallel universe of sorts, a whole new galaxy of wonders and mysteries. maybe i'd be sent back in time - not that time truely goes forwards, i see it as more of a spaghettin junction-type mayhem, fireworks of fact and fiction exploding in all directions. time is irrelevant, really. time is make-believe. we made it up and we believe it, but time has it's own business to attend to. time does not care much for human matters, and we care