Then I would have this on the opposite wall. And I would alternate staring at this one and the unbroken one and ponder everything from the brokeness of man to mental illness to how tasty some scrambled eggs might be right at that moment to how many days is it until easter to the perfection of the egg's shape to navel lint to why the scooby gang are constantly frightened by ghosts or spectres when they know good and well that it is always old man McMurty who is angry at his lying ex-partner who is currently running the legitimate business that the ghost/spectre is supposedly haunting and then I would fall asleep, nodding off in the cocoon that is my egg chair and just hum "I am the walrus" to myself over and over and over again, all the while appreciating the asthetic value of this series of photos and wishing that I had just one more room that I could paint egg yolk yellow and hang a print of the eggs a'frying and sit and ponder many of the same things as I have in this room with the two white egg prints.
... thanks 'K' this is the best comment ever! .... everything from the brokeness of man to mental illness to how tasty some scrambled eggs might be right at that moment to how many days is it until easter to the perfection of the egg's shape ..... you really have to start adding alot more writing to your photo blog.
Salvador Dali... Mistakes are almost always of a sacred nature. Never try to correct them - On the contrary: rationalize them, understand them thoroughly - After that, it will be possible for you to sublimate them ...
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Then I would have this on the opposite wall. And I would alternate staring at this one and the unbroken one and ponder everything from the brokeness of man to mental illness to how tasty some scrambled eggs might be right at that moment to how many days is it until easter to the perfection of the egg's shape to navel lint to why the scooby gang are constantly frightened by ghosts or spectres when they know good and well that it is always old man McMurty who is angry at his lying ex-partner who is currently running the legitimate business that the ghost/spectre is supposedly haunting and then I would fall asleep, nodding off in the cocoon that is my egg chair and just hum "I am the walrus" to myself over and over and over again, all the while appreciating the asthetic value of this series of photos and wishing that I had just one more room that I could paint egg yolk yellow and hang a print of the eggs a'frying and sit and ponder many of the same things as I have in this room with the two white egg prints.
... thanks 'K' this is the best comment ever! .... everything from the brokeness of man to mental illness to how tasty some scrambled eggs might be right at that moment to how many days is it until easter to the perfection of the egg's shape ..... you really have to start adding alot more writing to your photo blog.
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