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Dream: Cute Simulation GameWhile wasting time in front of the ISP-hosted underground amusement park/university I explain to two elderly Russian women (they are surprised that I speak Russian), that against my own expectations the underground amusement park is not a rip-off and that there even is a delicious confection, which one can have for free and in unlimited quantities. I give them a piece each.
The following takes place on a small square grassland in front of the entrance to the underground amusement park. I play a game with four cute miniature people (each of them the size of a finger), who harvest wood from two trees and re-plant them after complete exploitation. They walk freely without being bound to roads. Along with wood, they collect fruit from fruit trees. I consider letting them plant two fields of crops for harvesting. Their housing and storage consists of one building made from wood only, so they probably do not require rock as a building material.
One of the people manages to get stuck on a pat
DosentomatenTomaten in Dosen
Brauch' ich für Soßen
Für Penne, Nudeln und Spaghetti
Ketschup ist eklig
Was essbares daraus zu machen
Ich brauche keine Pizzen
Ich brauch kein Glutamin
Hollari, Hollari, Hollero
Ich züchte selber Nudeln
Und esse sie dann Roh
Hollari, Hollari, Hollero
Autumn ApplesLike the crisp red outer,
of the apple in your hand,
the autumn sun lay down,
upon the leaf covered land,
spread out across the colours,
of red, orange and greens,
and created something,
more beautiful than you'd ever seen.
Down to the streets
Below. And it runs
Into Rivers rushing
Past fields and forests, rushing
Ever onward swimming into
The expanse of the deep blue sea only
To return to the expanse between Earth
And star lit Space only to fall again as
Pack FamilyA wolf slowly approaches
shrouded by a darkened pelt
as his style reproaches
in his heart it was all felt.
A home in essence we stay,
alone in solitude hide
as the pups around us play
attitudes of love can't buy
the love and accepting sound
of a gentle and playful
murr off the vocals now found
where no one is found hateful
The gathering ensues here
as lore is through the one Seer.
Nature in MotionThe golden sun poured over the earth like honey
And soaked the leaves of the mimosa trees
As the pink bottle brush blossoms blow in the breeze
Dew drops dazzle on dainty dandelions
While I hear the buzzing of bumblebees
They circle the sunflowers and land on the petals
Swinging from it swiftly like a circus trapeze
BreakableFlower petals break
As all delicate things do
It's our history
That we're bound to repeat
While we watch the precious bloom fall
Flames of DeathBirds flying, animals fleeing,
a forest fire is raging.
Trees burning, fiery and hot,
no animal wants to get caught.
What could be the cause of this forest fire?
It came from the cig of a travelling liar.
Why is he a liar you ask?
He lied about the spark in his cig from the past.
Now because of him, the forest is suffering.
It will take many years to restore and keep on living.
Seven-Headed Hydra with a Thousand PetalsSeven-headed hydra with
A thousand petals peers out
Of its ornate display pot,
Uniform excitement upon
Each and every eye-face.
Writhing roots and chlorophyll
Hide beneath sarcastic smiles.
Of soft, organic satin
Radiating throughout these
Haughty, bold and arrogant
Expressions of communal
Laughter in the face of such
A negligent observer.
Stalemate must lie within
The eye of he who watches
Stillness for a change in state.
The hydra need not enter
In such folly; it only
Sees the summer when in bloom.
seven for a secret .sweet bird speak of defiance,
sulk in nests of blue.
wings catch fire,
i won’t salute to you.
seeking for purple starscapes,
a traveler along time’s road.
unlock my heart,
rip me apart,
and animosity bestowed.
fate found in counting feathers,
they say numbers make it right -
it’s devil’s math,
you’ll face his wrath,
Death’s known to hunt at night.
borders have been breached,
i spot you on my ledge.
defy and defy
i can’t learn to fly
i tumble off the edge.
fairy tales bring trouble,
and myths are not for me.
wrapped in sin,
the gambling’s thin,
i fall into the sea.
it’s a fool who finds weak faith,
in things flitting through the sky.
wait and see,
and find and flee,
fools don’t know how to fly.
so leave me now sweet birdie,
‘cause trouble isn’t yours.
you’re just a thing,
no gifts you bring,
and superstition causes wars.
Electrified WorldThe jagged spikes,
Pierce the night,
Every moment another one strikes,
With a brilliance that is burnt into the sight.
The shining city stands tall,
Humming with the energy that turns the clock,
The energy that keeps the city in touch with all,
Useful despite the natural shock.
A blazing brightness unrestrained,
Such a powerful force of nature,
It cannot always be kept chained,
Nor can we keep up with its rapid behavior.
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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