In a wave of fire she falls and crashes, smoldering embers: dying ashes. An egg fertilizes in dust and heat, warmth engulfs a new heart beat. The egg cracks and he has spawned, from night to light, dusk and dawn. He spreads his wings in new sun’s rays, they ignite anew: engulf ablaze. He ascends up through the morning sky, until the next time he falls to die.
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Hi, I’m Andrew, but I go by TweakUnique. I looove spreading smiles from cheek to cheek. Daylight moves us as morning passes we all get up off to our tasks with a new tomorrow dividing our time; imagine, would you? Less sorrow this time? That’s my dream and waking habit - follow the steps and then we’ll have it. Place your bets step with science develop plans with confidence. We move together whether we like it or not. Shared air is shared weather, or have you forgot? Trash you dish is trash you’ll eat - what goes around comes around. Gravity. The way we walk is by falling just a little; if you wanna fly high dive into BIG riddles. Practice morally communally in mind. Creativity unravels unrest. It unwinds. View all posts by tweakuniqueblog