The Land Called Purk

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So, there is a woodpecker hugging a tree outside my window.

So, there is a woodpecker hugging a tree outside my window.

Story of a life .1

She looked out into the night.
No stars out there tonight either.
If it only worked, anyway.
They might fall as much as they want,

but I’d be a damned fool if I believed that they actually could help.
So why am I out here?
I must be a damned fool.
And also the cold makes me go numb all over my body

which strangely enough is something I want

and need.
Right now I just want one of them to hit me.
I thought it would get easier.
I thought I would be able to make it better.
I have tried.
God dammit have I tried.
Oh well, maybe tomorrow.

Death. Life. The middle.
We share it all and still nothing is the same.
We understand and we nod and bow, just not to wake the sleeping cow.
We crave for justice
But still we hide.
We hit ourselves,
Why god why?
We want to beat it out but only blood appear.
We wallow in the pain and fear.
An empty hand, a foot reacts.
We try to smile with dust in our throat.
Nothing is the same.
Nothing is a lie.
Nothing. Nothing will ever die.
Push the barrel out of the way.
Out burns my throat.
Pushing down.
The fear.
Nothing is every again the same.

Three of a kind, bird of a feather

The land by the sea
Or

How to dance the Purk

Dirt. People gotta love dirt. It surrounds the earth. Not a single soul can escape from it. If you run, it will only catch you sooner. You can use it for mud pies, or for making castles, soften your skin or throw at someone you want to tease with.

The royal two, the Queen and King walked back to their mansion after having put their horses back in the stables. They Queen loved the nature, and to see it from a horse was even better. The King… well he loved the Queen. Even after many years he had not been able to get rid of his fear of animals. Nothing wrong with animals, but they are so unpredictable and they jump and they seem to want to say a lot of things through biting and scratching. But he did love the Queen, and she had made him chose three animals that he were forbidden from saying no to if she wanted him to come. He had chosen horse, turtle and penguin hoping that her Highness never would get any of them. He was wrong. The next day four baby penguins had taken over the bathroom and even though they had gotten their own room after only a week, the King still had nightmares about them jumping out when he went to the loo.
“You were better today.” The Queen smiled at her husband.
 ”I were?” The King high fived himself in the back of his mind.
“Yes, I could barely see you sulking. You are getting better at pretending to like things for me.”
“Oh…”
The Queen leaned over to the King and kissed him. “Thank you.”

Jun 6

Kagamine Rin can sing about whatever and I will still love her.