the life of michelle: Questions

Monday, September 3, 2012

Questions

(based on the previous post)
How exactly does one reason less and feel more?

Why does the caged bird sing?

What is your favorite color of the alphabet at what time of the week?

Who is Experienced Novice, as far as you know?

Where is Waldo?

Why haven't I found my socks yet?

Answer these questions as you wish in the comment section. You can answer anonymously. Troll away, readers.

2 comments:

Lucia the LunaticSeptember 3, 2012 at 9:48 PM
1) Because the heart wants what it wants - most of the time it knows what's best for you, but your brain gets in the way.
2) The caged bird wants to be freed, so to keep its spirits up it sings until the day it can fly again.
3)Orange of A at 6:30 on a Friday night.
4) I swore secrecy to her, so I can't tell you that.
5) Who the hell knows?
6) Cuz your socks don't want to find you. Duh.
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Philosophical TrollSeptember 4, 2012 at 5:17 PM
1. I don't understand the question, but I will say that If one reason less and feel more, then one reason more and feel different?
2. The caged bird sings because it is looking for a mate to occupy its time, and because it is defending its territory. even if the territory is just a small cage. Maybe the caged bird just wants a Mouse instead of the garbage it normally eats.
3. Tumbleweed of W at 4:21AM on Saturday
4. Clearly, ExperiencedNovice is a person. But he is also a very deep person with many aspects to him, some of which are opposites of each other. Wait, swore secrecy to her? Oh, well then...
5. Waldo is on the Corner of Mulberry Street and Memory Lane, living side by side with Keckleon in a mossy den in the forest.
6. Ask not when you will find your socks, but when your socks will find you. And they never will, because they are inanimate.
Thank you all for your time.
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Song Quotes

"We'll all float on."
"Sometimes all I really wanna feel is love. Sometimes I'm angry that I feel so angry. Sometimes my feelings get in the way of what I really feel I needed to say."
"And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day... kinda counted on you being a friend. Can I give it up or give it away? Now I thought about what I wanna say, but I never really know where to go so I chained myself to a friend, 'cause I know it unlocks like a door."
"My gears, they grind more each day, and I feel like they're gonna grind away. And the city blocks, they drive me wild, they're never ending, mile after mile. I just don't know what to do, I'm too afraid to love you."
"It's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on.."
"Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye. Remember me, once in a while, please promise me you'll try."
"I'd rather be a comma, than a full stop."
"We all need somebody to lean on."
"Someday, I will be strong enough to lift not one, but both of us."
"Nothin' lasts forever, and we both know hearts can change."
"I took my love down to violet hill... There we sat in snow. All that time she was silent still, said 'If you love me, won't you let me know?'"
"Flames to dust, lovers to friends, why do all good things come to an end?"
"If you're lost you can look and you will find me... time after time. If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting... time after time."
"If every second counts on a clock that's tickin', gotta live like we're dying."
"At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself, talking to the moon... trying to get to you. In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too.. Or am I a fool who sits alone, talking to the moon?"
"Pretty, pretty, please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing.... you are perfect... to me."
"I want love to roll me over slowly, stick a knife inside me, and twist it all around. I want love to grab my fingers gently, slam them in a doorway, put my face into the ground."
"But I'm a freak, I'm a weirdo... What the hell am I doing here?!? I don't belong here..."
"You use your heart as a weapon, and it hurts like heaven."
"I don't mind spending everyday out on your corner in the pouring rain. Look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay awhile. And she will be loved..."