3Q10

The cosmos are so big
Too big to understand
Too big for our small little brains to comprehend
So big that Earth is but a mere speck on a thousand mile long canvas

This planet is hurling around the solar system
Which is hurling around the galaxy
Which is hurling around the universe
And who are we?  We are but bits of carbon on a rock

And we think we are important
And we think our problems are big.

3Q9

Heat water until the bubbles rise

Add salt

While the water starts to heat up

Saute garlic and olive oil in a pan

The water is boiled

Add the pasta

Stir the pasta evenly for a few minutes

Only until it becomes al dente

Strain the pasta and finish the garlic and oil combination

The room should smell as if a grandmother is cooking

Combine everything

Eat

 

3Q8

10:22 A.M
Slide to unlock
Open messages
No new messages
Lock phone

10:23 A.M
Slide to unlock
Open Messages
No new messages
Lock phone

10:24 A.M.
Slide to unlock
Open Messages
No new messages
Lock phone

10:25 A.M.
One New Message

3Q7

These desolate lands know all too well
The deep and dark monster that lurks in the well
His body scaled in bright yellow scales, that shimmer
For he is a mighty fine swimmer.

He lurks in the well for many a year
Prying on a lonesome wanderer's coldest fear
He has not a reason to stalk these folks
He does it because he feels an urge

He kills the wanderer in cold blood
For he has not a care to give
He enjoys the air that comes with death
These desolate lands know all too fitting
The deep and dark monster that lurks in the well

3Q6

From the ends of the earth to the places I hold dear

To the small crevices and nooks nobody bothers to look.

I see her

I see her in the sky and clouds 

I see her in the leaves that fall and die

I see her in the air that caresses my cheek like

the farewell kiss

I ponder quite often about her

The way her dimples would show when she smiled

The way her eyes grew when she laughed

I ponder quite often about that

I see her, though sometimes I don't want to

I see her in an argument on the street

I see her in the thunderstorms

She is always there when I want her to, and when I 

don't  

3Q5

He came in the night and woke me
with a fright
He stood over me with his deep voice he
boomed: "Come my brother"
I had not a clue as to why he called upon me
but I felt it was my duty to answer
He needed my powers, I presume,
and so I helped him.
I can fly way up in the sky, faster than anything seen before.
I flew with him, and we went to the epicenter.
The evil, powerful, and hideous beast stood there.

3Q4

The quicker he escaped,
it turned;
Deliciously

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