Saturday, 28 December 2013
The Human Race
So we have started tiptoeing upon the great curvature of SpaceTime.
And yes the rest of the Universe has a head start of billions of years...
But what is a few billion years?
Posted by Bo Fowler at 07:20 1 comment:
Sunday, 22 December 2013
The hyena doesn't laugh.
The parrot doesn't talk.
The bird doesn't sing.
Posted by Bo Fowler at 02:08 2 comments:
Sunday, 15 December 2013
"I never liked your body anyway. I was just using it to get to your personality."
Posted by Bo Fowler at 02:21 No comments:
Saturday, 7 December 2013
We hate Nature
Nature does not hate us for hating it
Nature cannot hate
That is why we hate it
Posted by Bo Fowler at 04:30 No comments:
Sunday, 1 December 2013
When an old peoples' home caught fire care-workers carried out a procession of old biddies, still seating in their armchairs, depositing them in the front yard. Once on the lawn the old biddies sat there and acted exactly as if they were in their dayroom.
The last of the old biddies' was carried out of the home. Her hair was on fire. She was placed away from the others in the front yard.
The old lady with her hair on fire opened her mouth then miniature care-workers carried out of her head a series of tiny seated old biddies depositing them on the old lady's boney shoulder.
Posted by Bo Fowler at 09:27 No comments:
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