The trick to getting around in the dark, at least for those with vision (the blind seem to already know this) is to close your eyes. Although you still may make some noise.

Think about it. But don't create that which is too heavy to carry yourself.

Yes, that is how big stonehenge is. And we didn't even know we'd end up there.

Old things always, if you let them, either bring the past or create a moment.

I lied. I want to wish you would listen.

One more thing. Demand magic. You deserve it. It's your right. Or more precisely, your gift. See it. (if you will)

Maxwell's Silver Velociraptor.

The Age of Wrong Reason.

Memories keep us from dreams.

Dreams protect us from memories.

Spring comes bearing details.

Polka dot com.

Blakes lights appear to my eyes.

Cosmic sway leads to creaking.

Words stolen from a friend- '"good" is a funny looking word you can repeat for five minutes until you see its true nature- boring. '

I am now saying what you want me?

Boundaries stretched to infinity disappear.

A realization of our makeup?

Soon a recovery of our dust.

Keen observations usually go unnoticed.

A big clouded island crowds inwards.

Art is how humans measure days against eternity.

It definately seems suddenly centrifugal.

The birds are now coming down with the flew off to people.

My laziness astounds even my indolence.

In case of fire, do not stand here.

Things explode. Birds seem indifferent.

Know thyself, yes; but reveal it slowly and carefully.

Old friends fell all over the place.

Reminder to self- dream about having three eyes.

Dogmas. Masses of dogs that can't learn new tricks.

I'm right one time.

Good intentions inevitably result in more work.

Old ideas are like lost possessions. Sometimes you just don't buy them again.

Beachcomb all of the shores of your own internal isle.

Your eyes are everywhere, so they say.

A point to be made is always going to be better than one that is already done.

Split, her sides laughing.

If this be my last I pray make it good, or at least make it sell.

A man told me in the hurricane caribbean that it was Gods way of sweeping house.

The reason(s) we are here. Twounfold.

I heard the dodo cry like a goose.

There are many hummingbirds from steel to leaf.

Perfection is dangerous territory. Do everything possible to steer clear of it. In fact, go in the opposite direction.

I have no dark motives for my good deeds.

Somewhere between I can not recall.

It is good to hit rock bottom, better to be suspended.

Remember the lessons learned, but keep in mind the lessons not learned.

Present past. Just a simple request.

Levitation is simply a matter of jumping up and bending time.

It is important to keep up the aim for when Goliath comes.

A late night means a late night.

Wake up. Waking. A derivation of Nathaniel.

Was it me that they have found, a one followed by one hundred zeros.

Consequently I never feel incognito.

The blue bottle can not land with noise.