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Christopher Harn
- NH
- Last Record: 2013-05-18 02:17:56 +0100
- Joined: Sep 24, 2011
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Blink I’m a small child and I’m at a birthday party. Maybe it’s my birthday. There are balloons and ribbons strewn about the carpet. I reach out my ... |
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Is that what your teacher said? That’s why you’re upset? Well, it’s a great question. But...before I answer it, your Grandpap is going to tell you a story from a long whi... |
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The town of Utopia is just as you’d expect it to be. It is real, it is tangible, and it is truly amazing. Here are some quick facts about this marvelous place: &nb... |
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The sun sat out like a blurry orange stove burner. People held out inside except for a handful of stubborn busybodies and some punk ass kids. The kids looked like they were on the verge of... |
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Rebecca Primwell is a historical figure known for making global warming in September of 1803, in Bucks County, Pennsylvania. Primwell, only 6 or 7 at the time, confided in her mother that ... |
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Have you ever looked up at the night sky and wondered what’s missing?
What has been lost or discarded on the road of progress?
The unfathomable coalescence of tiny specks of light and seas of gas
That which our ancestors looked upon and were convinced that it was there
Up there, that’s where the metaphysical reached its apex
That’s where gods and heroes slept
That’s where we come from, and it’s where we’ll go again some day
It’s a vision that has haunted us since life first began aeons ago
And it’s only now, when we’ve made little lights of our own
That we’ve lost sight of the marvel that always lies
Right above our heads
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(based on MC.1993's breathtaking illustration, The Blind King)
Long ago, before the close embrace of history and myth had been pried apart, there wa... |
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The last thing she saw were the brittle branches of the icy maple trees that loomed over her head. Her breath had fogged her view, but in that last second before the snow devoured her, it ... |
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