attentionreader
the minds divide, the past repeats.
thousings
rabbitam i the worm or the rabbit? could the entertaintment of today be corrumposing our children to do the things we only think about doing in our most twissssssssssssssted fantasies?
probably.
in this frailgile state of mindset i have takenshaken it upon the univertisement to pleasure me in to a falsified state of willing insadness.
who is the worm?
who is the angel?
will the rabbit put us down the hole or save our souls?
the promiscuity of ideas seems to effect more generations than the brotherhood thought possible.
No stick-arounders - fuck forever?
Kiss the coals
The open water's my only fear but I'll sail as long as I still have breath in me
These clouds could never hope to save us from such a juggernaut of weight
December 2nd
atcloserange
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November 30th
alifeofpraise
A child of dust to mother now returns For every seed must die before it grows