Ryūmizu

At this moment, you are here. In the present. Dedicated, even for a split second - to smile, laugh, ponder, troll, shed a tear or just turn the page. There isn't a need to dwell on a past memory or hope for a projected future. There is no intention. You read and move on...as Ryūmizu, like flowing water.

April 27, 2014 at 1:29am
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What you get.

You give, 
And you get.

Wisdom; a way out.

Away,
from that claustrophobic place,

Away,
from the relationship without a destination.

Away,
from half-truths; euphemisms.

Away,
from masked lies.

You give,
And you learn.

The right way,
to lie.

The right way,
to reason.

The right way,
to leave.

The right way,
to hurt.

When you love,
And it ends…

You get,
And you give,

Wisdom; a way out.

May 5, 2013 at 5:43am
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Subaru

They say that people who have money,
do not rely on money.

And that those who are strong,
may never need to fight.

That the most intelligent people
can be amongst the dumbest.

And the people you trust the most
are the ones that let you down.

And so I learned,
that the thing most important
was the one I wanted least.

January 7, 2013 at 1:38am
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3:16 Film Company →

niiice

May 26, 2012 at 12:27am
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Second Cut

The smell of the wet earth,
hung in the monsoon air.

I felt nothing.

I shiver.
Take a deep breath,
And I sigh…

And I feel it - the emptiness within.
The pain, the guilt,
and that numb silence of solitude.

A smell reminiscent,
of that first cut; only deeper.

But, will this one heal?
Or, leave a scar?
A story to tell?

Or will it be forgotten,
like I will, in time?

April 16, 2012 at 1:12am
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U.THURMAN LOSES IT IN THE GYM

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1:12am
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C.DIAZ’S FAV YOGA POSE

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1:11am
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T.CRUISE SHOOTS HIS PORTFOLIO

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July 19, 2011 at 5:57am
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Official

Official

July 6, 2011 at 6:21am
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Rebuilding Titanic - National Geographic Channel →

wow :O

April 7, 2011 at 2:53am
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Leopold smokes a blunt

Leopold: I say Marty...have you ever listened to a song that made you want to run up a flight of stairs and punch the air?
Marty: (Blank Stare)...
Leopold: Yes? No? (Sighs) You know how it is. It's like nicotine - one absorbs it in spite of one's precautions.
Marty: (Silence)...
Leopold: I say, it's the bee's knees. The cat's whiskers. The eel's ankle...The snake's hip...
Marty: (Silence)
Leopold: Honestly. (Sighs) It's makes one's heart go pit-a-pat.
Marty: (Silence)
Leopold: I beg your pardon? Perhaps you didn't speak? I am impertinent. I must be getting on. Thank you for your society. Unless I stay and perhaps indulge in smoking another blunt?
Marty: One-more-word...and I swear man, I'll take you with me back to the future and get you ass-raped by a french bull-dog.
Leopold: (Silence)