

The day i ate the color Violet I was half asleep sitting at the back seat of the company bus, envisioning things that should exist, like a Sea packed into a Matchbox, when the color Violet came to me, she sat down next to me and as i breathed i could smell her sweet yet equivocal scent, much like the smell of a Rose Garden early in a Summer's day. she told me of the injustice she suffered at the hands of the other colors, and of her desire to escape that world, she talked of the discord and conflict that's been raging amongst the colors for ages now, she told me of the arbitrariness of the colors Black and White, the acuity of Red, the carelesness of Yellow, the invidiousnThe day i ate the color Violet by `bakka
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I adore how the flower seems to be...almost...metallic, and bionic. Dangerous yet enticingly beautiful...
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smile...it confuses people.
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The job of the artist is to always deepen the mystery
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"Tomorrow night?"
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The rusted chains of prison moons are shattered by the sun. / I walk a road, the horizons change, the tournament's begun. --King Crimson
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