The minds of planet Altra
The mind? the imagination? what separates us from the tiniest bug? it is living. we are living. what is the difference? what is death? is it another form of living? is it the loss of thought? what is the soul?
The soul and mind road's.
But ever damaged shall my mind be. if my soul cant accept this world and it being's. shall i give up my ingoran's for the knolege of the lost seed and be driven to insantity.
Four Minds - 1
As her mind embraced restful unconsciousness, voices crept in closer around her.
Come into my Mind
Come into my mind, a twisted realm of fantasies. where fractured realities hold sway. take a journey down splintered memories, rimmed with rage and bitterness. come into my mind.
The Prison of Our Minds
The version i watched just had the subtitles with the japanese actors doing the voices, which i don't mind he-he, but for obvious reasons, i can't really write in japanese, so i just wrote this in english.
Ill Mind Of Bartan
"such a shame that deago got into your mind first, built an entire garrison to prevent me from entering. or anyone else, for that matter. even yourself."
A Mind's Eyes 01
#1 of a mind's eyes: dream journal dream date: 10/11/2017 perspective: 1st-person i wander, apparently lost in a warehouse. it reminds me a bit of the warehouse from dairy of the dead, and is just as dimly lit.
Oh Sweet Mad Mind
Oh sweet mad mind, what a mind you are.
Get Your Mind Off It
"i can tell you've probably got other things on the mind and you're not really all into this costumed pub caper right now, right? so take this, save some change, have some fun, and get your mind off what whatever it is that's weighing you down."
1)Dragon On My Mind
You don't have to tell me I'm not that good I already know I'm trying my best to make a decent dragon story there the thing I'm obsessed about and this one is kind of a shout out to sirblood. ...
Running through my mind
#1 of running through my mind a lull hush contains the suburbs as it does every morning. the sun hasn't even risen and the streetlights are still on and buzzing.
A whisper in my mind Motel.
The neon sign outside the motel in my mind reads, vacancy. i ring the bell at the check in desk. ding ding ding. over and over again, but the young indian mans eyes have grown glassy and distant as he stairs at a spot on the counter.