Subt
Carla
slater (although I'd like to have it for myself actually)
Bionicgoat
slater
Phaedrus
Gulanzon
I'm changing my mind for bionicgoat
INFj
9w1 sp/sx
This one is for bionicgoat
I am self promoting here; mine:
Dee:
Logos:
Expat:
BulletsAndDoves:
Gilly:
Strrrng:
Ryu:
Glamourama:
Carla:
Mr. Saturn:
Posts I wrote in the past contain less nuance.
If you're in this forum to learn something, be careful. Lots of misplaced toxicity.
~an extraverted consciousness is unable to believe in invisible forces.
~a certain mysterious power that may prove terribly fascinating to the extraverted man, for it touches his unconscious.
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
John Muir
:wink: well as you know, this is from your favourite KLF album. Although the music is probably supposed to sound like a train going through a slow-moving part of Tennessee, it could also represent the sonic recreation of your inner soul, which apparently sounds like a steel guitar. I prefer to think it of as being like a crinkly piece of tin foil...interestingly enough there is a Brain Eno sound treatment which gave rise to a bonus track called Solo Guitar With Tin Foil on the album My Life In The Bush Of Ghosts.
what's mine..?
i'm excited to hear it
LOL!!
Brilliant, SubT.
everybody @ Carla
Tcaud\\\:
discojoe:
carla:
polikujm:
The saddest ESFj
...
This goes out to whoever wants it
Someone do one for me
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
Lame.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...