That face. Those fierce eyes. If I could sculpt a face, it would be his. His perfect face and head. And shoulders. That is one sexy ass white man. Yummy sexy.
Good thing I don't sculpt, yall would probably find me in a closet somewhere with his statue licking that perfect bald head.
The King and I, indeed!
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hahahaha OMG what an image!! See sound and hear light? I guess you've just shown what the senses can conjure up. Vividly. I just can't stop laughing to write more now.
I am telling you, something freaking weird happened to me and I think it had something to do with this exact sense of perception. Hearing light.
I 'Saw God', but it wasn't on the day I almost died. But it did start that day after I saw Sparrows emails.
It was like the shadows started moving that day, and two days later....
And now my hearing and eyes has not only changed but so has my sense of touch.
I keep catching myself reaching down into my paints, and picking up the exact color of paint I was about to look for, but I do it before I actually look.
I always have atleast 10 to 30 bottles of paint in front of me, and I just reach down and pull up the exact one I wanted. It is so weird it freaks me out.
The warmth of them is different to the touch, depending on the color. But I don't think I am 'feeling color' I think it is the light I 'feel'.
It could be reflexive memory, but, my memory was never that damn good before.
Actually Christy - that wasn't what had me laughing - I believe that the senses all receive and interpret - that's why the deaf can hear/see/feel music and the like. No - it was you in a cupboard with your bald headed sculpture that had me in stitches!
Ahhhh. I see. Sorry, I am duh.
I can't help it, he makes me drool.
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