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Me and Mr. PoohMe and RP got on the last meteor to the planet Lavablob.
A wise choice?
Lavablob is called Earth these days by the cool kids; but way back then, Lavablob was all rocks and lava and nowhere to sit.
The meteor-journey was ass-long and the planet looked completely different from the brochure by the time we got there; not to mention the name change.
But it was fun on the way -- we spent most of the trip in frozen stasis. At least we were supposed to.
We would sneak out onto the rock some nights and play tricks.
Frozen passengers have a high tolerance for getting flung overboard.
(It was an accident!)
We figured out how to steer the meteor too,
That probably extended the trip a bit.
The AI robot pilot didn't care. He was robo-drunk half the time. The three of us played a whole lot of cards and sang badly into the spacey night.
Comets and nebulas were our audience; we had a radio-telescope to listen to them applaud.
We made a deal with robo-dude not to have our memories erased like
DistractionsIt is the nineties and there is time for love
But you've changed
Or perhaps you remembered what you were
Now I beatbox in the streets alone
Watching snow circling lamps
Spinning for something mistakable for love
SpinI once had all the time in the world
I spent it in a casino
I won everything
Quite a few times
There were cards and roulette wheels
and a woman in a red dress
she wasn't there for the casino
she had lost her cat
we went looking for the cat together
it was noisy
I heard people winning everything
then losing everything
quite a f-you know this part
white-cat was found
we got married;
the woman and I.
not the cat
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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