Hiding behind default pictures
Standing in the shadows,
Looking within
To look without,
I see a myriad faces,
Dancing with everyone in everything.
They tip-toe through life,
While straddling the banks of existence,
rippling reality like a stone in a pond.
Reality is like water to them,
As they change its bed.
They alter it and rock it
Until it’s what they want it to be.
If the world is an oyster,
Then they are the farmers
Waiting to harvest everything they see.
Hiding in behind your computer
Just like s snake
Maybe in the darkness,
Hiding what they see,
Spying on other
For in their lives,
There is safety in anonymity.
That’s what you think ….
Standing in the shadows,
Looking within
To look without,
I see a myriad faces,
And suddenly I realize,
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Who YOU are …behind those default pictures
The unknown writer
Interesting 😉 😉
Hum ….. 😉 :love:
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I don’t get it… LOL…
ACASTO.
This is thy praise America thy pow’r
Thou best of climes by science visited
By freedom blest and richly stor’d with all
The luxuries of life. Hail happy land
The seat of empire the abode of kings,
The final stage where time shall introduce
Renowned characters, and glorious works
Of high invention and of wond’rous art,
Which not the ravages of time shall wake
Till he himself has run his long career;
Till all those glorious orbs of light on high
The rolling wonders that surround the ball,
Drop from their spheres extinguish’d and consum’d;
When final ruin with her fiery car
Rides o’er creation, and all nature’s works
Are lost in chaos and the womb of night
that is you Hankster Cat….!!! hidding behind Absinthe..hahahaha