I have been the battery, the true mover
i have killed the battery, the good man
and it doesnt bother me
to learn that.
the buildings will lift
an empire's spirit
and spark the forest face
The stars will be killed for more than a moment.
The panic will settle, and we'll be alright if we're over the hill.
i hope we have learned to not play with the fire.
Home will always be there in the distance for me.
And i think in terms of home because my bearings are in tune.
I've got the get wandering if i'm going to find what i need.
Is nothing more than my need to wander.
My need to think to act
hammer hits nail .
It is important to know what people are talking about and what people are thinking.
aliens and the apocalypse.
internet and technological capabilities
When my jaw hurts, i clench it.
the hammer hits nail.
Always feeling out of place.
What can you do?
Make the room
hits the nail.
Make the room
"Among the El Segundo Blue Butterflies, sits a Canadian Aboriginal family; on the Earth's Endangered Species list." "What is really interesting to note here Don is that the Eastern Jerboa Marsupial made the endangered list on the very same day as the Indigenous Person of Canada. "That was back on 1970 wasn't it?" "Sure was. Damn, you're good."
I'm white twice. I am black.
Davian behaviour. There was an old miner named Dave/ who kept a dead whore in his cave/You have to admit/He hadn't much wit/But look at the money he saved
I want to write a story about my alphabet and i. Our gods our in our symbols. How do are letters symbolize our deities? Communication connection. Living and breathing letters, words, phrases. This is a step in the right direction. I am seemingly going with the flow, rather than to the bed. I often have a difficult time in bright places. The same can be said for a gloomy stairwell. I am as fragile as i feel, but regularly clueless. zap I would like to preview this and preview that! Try that hood, can i try that hat? money's for nothing, money's for crack. i'm not going back. I need a scooter. I need a vacation. I need to fall.
Before we go any further, and I'll clear my throat for this; who are you people?
old man in a dusty, smoky study behind a labyrinth of books. public to private.