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Conor Graver
- Ireland
- Last Record: 2013-06-16 16:27:42 -0400
- Joined: Jul 23, 2012
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Him: Did you know that nearly 10% of all the ice in the Antartic is actually penguin pee?
Him: Could be, but I'm sure I heard it from a reliable source. Her: But you never reveal your sources so how could I possibly believe you? Him: Don't you trust me? Her: Never! Him: Do you love me? Her: Hmm, maybe... Him: Will you marry me? Her: Only if you reveal your sources. Him: Never! Her: Oh well, I guess we'll have to move to the Antartic then. Him: To test the ice? Her: To test the ice. |
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Nervous people make people nervous |
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We are recording |
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Sorry for the poor sound quality, I came up with this earlier and think it could be worked on or pieces of it could be used for something. Sure have a listen and see what you think.
Letters from the cave:
I haven't seen you in a while
I guess many things have changed
Next time I see you your eyes will be older
But I hope that your heart is the same
Well, I hope you're keeping well
I dearly hope you reproduce
The world is starting to fill up with hatred
And we need a few more out there just like you
A little light for me to write
A little letter from the cave
Next time I see you my eyes will be older
But I hope I recognise you all the same
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The world must eat |
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I have entered a room, a room that doesn't change. I have been here before and I will be here again. This room floats in the darkness of space and neverending time. I stand by the fireplace obse... |
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I'm not much of an artist but I like how this came out, like trying to describe something I've never seen, hazy, alien but yet familiar.
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A world, indifferent, desolate, empty. Or so it would seem. A dream perhaps, or a nightmare. Caught me off guard. Walking the trails set in land, following the grooves, well wor... |
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In the city where the ground is hard |
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Tommy wore a chameleon for a beard. Nobody noticed.
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A tiny tale for this great illistration:
His shell had always protected him against the elements, but it couldn't shield his heart, from her.
Something I came up whilst messing around, it feels tranquil to me, like trains or swans.
