I got up early, my head aflame with thoughts which I fully expected would be put out in the cold wet of the morning. I dressed quickly, putting a number of spare smiles in my pocket in case someone knocked on the door with an image of acid rain dripping on calcareous rock. June followed me downstairs even though we had invented a number of extra flights in the night and had no idea what we would find at the bottom - as it turned out it was empty except for a waterlogged chair and the business card of the Creature from the Black Lagoon. I went out into the garden covered in soil while June went out on her own for the afternoon. She knocked on the door at the end of it and I let her in through the window.
Angle streets—-rectangle distance—square miles—and—city blocks properly sized—or off—a few feet or increased—from corner bar-to-corner bar…Diagonally! Distance is—decreased and while walking—less-to-cover—a start-to-an-ending—still—Proper Park-to-Cardington Square— requires quick steps—and—around forty-six minutes of—arm swings and strong breaths—to cover—to arrive or reverse—back to Proper Park and—those colors—of twirling night lights.
Cardington Square—is not real—not square. It is another park. Hills and valley—a deep trench of dirt—dirtied by oil seep—six thousand empty dumpsters—colors of—village green metal and city blue steel…Too much—too many warriors gone—forgotten war—a knowing-knowledge-store—corrected core—of coded broken crocks—lies—crooked—twirls and swirls as—crashes and caches—of not knowing—nor memory flash—matters-the-matter and still; whimsy dies—and—by sin’s survival—and—survival’s sin—grounds below sky fall—building tall—crawling now from—rock shelters and sun—short minutes—in lights of shade—made—when long shadows—ground cover—before drone—hover—disturbs our skies.
Calimesa City is fortress–built above valley keep—to seashore edge—ridges above—green streaks—lawns now—ground gone—no season change—just alter—slaughter—nature’s never sigh—not weak—never die-just-change. Sails now—not crystal power—great ships of never-steel—never real—never fill—the nevermore of…
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As I am dreaming to go back to Disney, I thought it would be a good time to give a review for something I got do during my latest vacation to the most magical place on earth! This attraction, Disney and Pixar Short- Film Festival,is new, in general, and is quite fun! I was not sure if I would have time to see this attraction during my vacation, but to my surprise, I did.
This attraction is located at Epcot in Future World, and it replaced “Captain EO,” which I have to admit, I was not a fan of. The Film Festival attraction is a 4D showing of three Disney and Pixar short-films that includes “Get a Horse,” For the Birds, and La Luna.Even though I already saw all of those short-films, they were all super fun to see! This attraction is 18 minutes total.
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