Angels Puke...in Your Brain!






I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of this world.... I am the toxic waste by-product of God's creation, and this is the junk drawer of my mind.

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We were both silent, each waiting for the other to speak, but speech is not the only means of understanding between two souls. It is not the syllables that come from the lips and tongues that bring hearts together. There is something greater and purer than what the mouth utters. Silence illuminates our souls, whispers to our hearts, and brings them together. Silence separates us from ourselves, makes us sail the firmament of spirit, and brings us closer to Heaven; it makes us feel that bodies are no more than prisons and that this world is only a place of exile. Kahlil Gibran, The Broken Wings (via lucifelle)

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