24 September 2008

Playing with fire

Just for fun this Wordless Wednesday. Move your mouse, see fire.

I can totally see some high school (or older) kids getting high and doing this for a really long time in amazement.

1 comment:

  1. The Sea


    The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea!

    The blue, the fresh, the ever free!

    Without a mark, without a bound,

    It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round;

    It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies;

    Or like a cradled creature lies.

    I'm on the Sea! I'm on the Sea!

    I am where I would ever be;

    With the blue above, and the blue below,

    And silence wheresoe'er I go;

    If a storm should come and awake the deep,

    What matter? I shall ride and sleep.


    I love (oh! how I love) to ride

    On the fierce foaming bursting tide,

    When every mad wave drowns the moon,

    Or whistles aloft his tempest tune,

    And tells how goes the world below,

    And why the south-west blasts do blow.

    I never was on the dull tame shore

    but I lov'd the great Sea more and more,

    And backwards flew to her billowy breast,

    Like a bird that seeketh its mother's nest;

    And mother she was, and is to me;

    For I was born on the open Sea!

    ~~~by cheap rs gold


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