Metamorphosis

Learning to fly - Svedish Chef

Flap my arms, out grow wings
Shake my rump appearing with a tail
Puff out my chest reforming to a breast
I go to speak through a beak
Now I flap, lifting off the carpet
Out of the nest, now the hard bit
Flying through air, seeing a worm
Swoop down, make it squirm
Gobbling up, stomach turns
Suddenly realize not a bird
Head for home without a word
Hit window, hurt head, now fall dead
 
A Grasshopper

But wouldn't you be more a fan of The Trial?

The castle is in the same vein.

Loved Kafka, the read Hesse's Magistre Ludi, and that was all she wrote for Kafka.
 
WD> I knew you were longing to get your balls whacked. *ducks* Someone was going to say it. What do you mean it's just me?

I think a cat. Preferably a housecat. Far cushier life.
I just love the way they covertly dominate a household: they're completely indifferent until they want something, then they ALWAYS get it. They're loved for their beauty and grace, and because of it constantly underestimated as master manipulators. They take naps at will, and no one faults them for it. When threatened by bigger but less intelligent species, they usually manage to both inflict harm and draw judgement down on the big brute. They're actually praised for languidity.

It sounds glorious. A bit debauched, but glorious.
 
I would be an exotic flower
deep inside a lush rainforest
growing wild and tall
forever reaching for the sun
bathing and flourishing with each rain fall
a breath taking beauty -
never to be touched or spoiled
by human hands
 
Re: A Grasshopper

Andra_Jenny said:
But wouldn't you be more a fan of The Trial?

The castle is in the same vein.

Loved Kafka, the read Hesse's Magistre Ludi, and that was all she wrote for Kafka.

Are you talking about The Trial as in Orsen Wells?:cool:

Or Kafka?

I'd be a human, and see where it goes from there...

Az in Demian? or spirits inside? lol
 
How strange!

I just got finished writing a research paper on Kafka's The Metamorphosis last week! Funny how things you never heard of before suddenly show up and won't go away. I was going to try to think of something, but being a housecat sounds grand!
 
I wish I was the night sky. Then I'd have an eternity to myself, I could have solitude while knowing that within me swam the galaxies and all their life.
 
Turn It Black...

Aaaaaah......I feel better


Don't you see me with Millionz?


Chicks


Paint another, Paint it black...
 
I'm not clear on whether this is a permanent metamorphosis or temporary?

I think we are all changing/metamorphosizing all the time - at least I hope I am - not in any radical way - but life is about change - growth - nothing stays the same... nothing is truly permanent.

And as an aid to understanding more about life - and learning other ways of thought - being... I'd chose - temporarily - to be EXACTLY THE OPPOSITE of who I am now, at this moment.
 
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