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#141voted by our readers
By ahmontgomery PLATINUM
Eminence, Kentucky

I walked through a meadow With a strange little boy Whose mother has an illness His life it destroyed Ten more seconds Until it is over Ten more seconds Until it is done...
ahmontgomery PLATINUM, Eminence, Kentucky
23 articles 13 photos 44 comments

SummerRose GOLD, St. Paul, Minnesota
11 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
“Supposing there was no intelligence behind the universe, no creative mind. In that case, nobody designed my brain for the purpose of thinking. It is merely that when the atoms inside my skull happen, for physical or chemical reasons, to arrange themselves in a certain way, this gives me, as a by-product, the sensation I call thought. But, if so, how can I trust my own thinking to be true? It's like upsetting a milk jug and hoping that the way it splashes itself will give you a map of London. But if I can't trust my own thinking, of course I can't trust the arguments leading to Atheism, and therefore have no reason to be an Atheist, or anything else. Unless I believe in God, I cannot believe in thought: so I can never use thought to disbelieve in God.”

#143 Poetry
By Anonymous
#145 Poetry
By InkedSolace BRONZE
Mooers, New York
InkedSolace BRONZE, Mooers, New York
2 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
" I'm not playing a role. I'm being myself, whatever the hell that is." - Bea Arthur (1923-2009)

#146 Poetry
By rokkotothezee GOLD
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
rokkotothezee GOLD, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
12 articles 0 photos 44 comments

Favorite Quote:
I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death

#147 Poetry
By gabbygerding BRONZE
Harker Heights, Texas
gabbygerding BRONZE, Harker Heights, Texas
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
He read a lot. He used a lot of big words. I think maybe part of what got him into trouble was that he did too much thinking. Sometimes he tried too hard to make sense of the world, to figure out why people were bad to each other so often. A couple of times I tried to tell him it was a mistake to get too deep into that kind of stuff, but Alex got stuck on things. He always had to know the absolute right answer before he could go on to the next thing.

#148 Poetry
By mayanelson GOLD
Brooklyn, New York
mayanelson GOLD, Brooklyn, New York
12 articles 7 photos 0 comments
#149 Poetry
kavyaaa000 BRONZE, Patna, Other
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#150 Poetry
By WOWriting SILVER
Broadstairs, Other
WOWriting SILVER, Broadstairs, Other
5 articles 0 photos 266 comments