Shoot.
The sky is purple. Tints of reds and blues...
He fits in everywhere, yet he fits in nowhere,
And he roams between ephemeral territories...
Stop feeling feelings
Because I hate it...
You can not put us in a box.
We don't belong in your pigeon slots...
The ocean crawls up to the sand beneath my feet
As a small crab runs by, scampering towards the...
I dont know what im writing.
But it is an attempt for intuition...
Why such an old guide?
‘Cause the things I want to see...
Empty
life regressing...
PROGRAMME WAS GREAT,
AND ASUSUAL I WAS LATE...
Perhaps by chance, an ode or utterance escapes
only to desecrate upon a good idea...
May the fire in your eyes ne'er be rendered dull...
May your spirit resonate with all the drive that...
Do you trust all that you read,
All that you see...