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(via cfred) Cool story bro |
I would really, really, really like to forget the dream I had last night. It was a completly wonderful dream, but knowing that it’s just a dream saddens me.
So the de ja vu has been sucker punching me all day.
Did it leave a bruise?
that just about everything I post is pointless.
-but then again, just about everything these days seems pointless.
You got that right
Ayn Rand.
I’ve never read Foutainhead, is it better than The Fountainhead? I’ll go look for the Foutainhead tomorrow at the bookstore though if you recommend it.
So,
In the town where I was born, there was a man who sailed the sea. And he told us of his life in the land of submarines. So, we sailed onto the sun, until we found a sea of green and we lived beneath the waves, in our yellow submarine.
We all live in a yellow submarine.
And our friends are all aboard, many more of them, live next door. And the band begins to play.
We all live in a yellow submarine.
As we live a life of ease, everyone of is all we need. Sky of blue and sea of green, in our yellow submarine.
We all live in a yellow submarine.
It’s true. I swear.
Riveting tale, chap.
