dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession

dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession
WHY DESTROY YOURSELF? WHY DIE BEFORE YOUR TIME? THE KEEPERS OF THE HOUSE TREMBLE. DESIRE IS NO LONGER STIRRED. DO NOT CONFORM ANY LONGER TO THE PATTERN OF THIS WORLD.

Tuesday, 15 October 2013

Another Dreadful Day Tomorrow

Simple photo. No spicing up, no text, no nothing. Let’s see what winter has in store for us all then shall we. Here in Google's digital realm all the elements are electric. Never forget the second half of a sentence from Fred the Weatherman one evening. He described the night’s conditions as normal, sleet or rain etc, but he finished with, “…and another dreadful day tomorra.” So, for example, “We’ve got rain and sleet in the east, and another dreadful day tomorra.” That was it then. He concluded the weather report with those final words. It was one of those isolated statements you often hear when you’re channel hopping. And another dreadful day tomorra.  

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