NOT A FLYING TOY
11.29.2005
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The wheels of the world keep spinning. Sometimes you're caught in the middle, sometimes you're flung to the edge. In the midst of the chaos there is order; when all is lost, too much is found. Method will be found in madness; confusion found in pattern. To comprehend would be incomprehensible; misunderstanding, understandable.
4 comments:
uh yeah..
((i don't get it.))
you seldom should ask questions about a post put up at almost 2:00 in the morning.
=)
[hey you used the "=" thing for eyes...i'm rubbin' off on ya. that could be taken wrong..haha ;) sorry.]
TOY STORY!! that's where that's from. yeah, okay...i'm really pathetic. oh well.
yep. it's toy story. one of those lines that has just kinda stucked in my head.
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