A long time ago, the simplicity of my thoughts began to dissolve... now, wired to the ground I can smell the delightful waves of mental perturbations, avoiding illness, confuse and reasons to kill yourself.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Carving into the ether...
Put your hands together... and with deep compassion collide your energies, your thougths and pain boundaries... Something like this can appear.
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