The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Notes to self, now also for you.

Note to self: Policemen are made of wax. Or perhaps, they are only in certain places.

Note to self: The man who mistook his wife for a hat.

Note to self: Are the pickled brains of three dead geniuses worth the soul of one unborn child?

Note to self: The desperate actions of desperate people are not the actions of fine, thinking folk. But they could be.

Note to self: A thought thought is a thought remembered.

Note to self: It is highly probable that the things that everyone does I too shall do in time.

Note to self: On the 12th of April 1961 the cosmonaut Yuri Gargarin became the first man in space.

Note to self: Just because you have an idea does not mean it belongs to you, once it leaves your lips.

Note to self: You are not yourself.

Note to self: Over thought and indecisiveness has been greatly injuring. Green is the colour for sadness, and ivy is the memory of it.



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