To a topologist, a rabbit is the same as a sphere. Neither has a hole. Longitude and latitude lines on the rabbit allow mathematicians to map it onto different forms while preserving information
The Walls of the world,as strong as it can, stores himself from the treasure outside, consciousness is the drab,stopping you to heaven, paint the walls till with ethereal let the subconsiousness give you the pleasure
Bee in the night,a knight for rite lurking around light,never ends right wanna summon the sun,to plummet down the dark throat looks no forward of plight,enjoys the flight envies the eagle for the desire of sight looks like the light has died,wings are tired eyes out of focus,hopes are bummed,dreams drowned But the heart frenzied with the sight of an remnant light...
Friday, October 14, 2005
Hip hip hurray!!! my first blog.........................