Being Just Like
Is Much Like Being
This entry was posted on February 8, 2015 by Sister Madly. It was filed under Inspiration and was tagged with art, awareness, culture, dark, hotel oregon, humor, Life, madness, Philosophy, sister madly, weird, writing.
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February 8, 2015 at 6:14 PM
;c) Thank you!!
February 8, 2015 at 6:43 PM
Reblogged this on The Manhattan Man.
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February 8, 2015 at 6:19 PM
February 8, 2015 at 6:22 PM
February 8, 2015 at 6:23 PM
February 8, 2015 at 6:32 PM
And yet, we can’t see it unless we are separated from it…
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February 8, 2015 at 6:44 PM
They say a picture is worth 1000 words while Sister Madly can make 9 words equal 1,000,000 words. Why the hell do we have libraries filled with books with Sister Madly can simplify them all into a few simple words.
The wisdom of Sister Madly strikes again, even though you will just tell me that someone else has already probably said it. And I will say, I don’t know who that person is so I will delight in giving you the credit for it was you who brought it to me.
February 8, 2015 at 7:12 PM
Because those libraries are filled with books that tell tales of people whom the world considered a ‘nobody’ who ended being a ‘somebody…’
Did I just talk myself in a circle? Bodies, bodies everywhere…
February 9, 2015 at 12:05 PM
Yes you did talk yourself into a circle and I love it. It’s easy to do since we are all contradictions. Many of those whose books are in those libraries were perfectly aware of this, but it didn’t stop them from expressing themselves anyway.
February 9, 2015 at 12:27 PM
You nailed it.
February 8, 2015 at 7:36 PM
;c) Thank you!
February 9, 2015 at 11:51 AM
Trust me, you moppet will never, ever be considered anything less than well above average. You are unique!
February 9, 2015 at 3:28 AM
… like a moon riding in a motorcycle sidecar?
February 9, 2015 at 11:45 AM
Perhaps. Or perhaps a Sunbeam in a Sunbeam on PCH. A yellow one.
All of a sudden I’m sensing a sudden right turn followed by an immediate up.
I’m also not believing the Diamond I turned over isn’t from the coal in my head.
February 9, 2015 at 12:34 PM
😀 being is highly overrated. playing… well, that’s another topic altogether. 🙂
February 10, 2015 at 6:25 AM
Depends on what is being… played. ;c)
February 10, 2015 at 10:47 AM
February 10, 2015 at 4:10 PM
Profound!! But true…. 😀
February 11, 2015 at 4:48 PM
But I don’t think you have to worry about that. ;c)
February 11, 2015 at 5:00 PM
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