creation.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

at 10:45 PM;


Conversion, software version 7.0

Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub

Eating seeds as a pastime activity

The toxicity of our city, of our city


Now, what do you own the world? 

How do you own disorder, disorder?

Now somewhere between the sacred silence

Sacred silence and sleep

Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep

Disorder, disorder, disorder


More wood for the fires, loud neighbours

Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck

Eating seeds as a pastime activity

The toxicity of our city, of our city


Now, what do you own the world? 

How do you own disorder, disorder?

Now somewhere between the sacred silence

Sacred silence and sleep

Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep

Disorder, disorder, disorder


Now, what do you own the world? 

How do you own disorder, disorder?

Now somewhere between the sacred silence

Sacred silence and sleep

Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep

Disorder, disorder, disorder


When I became the sun

I shone life into the man's hearts

When I became the sun

I shone life into the man's hearts



the rest is silence;



monograph.

choon.
law.
language.
music.
photography.
ultimate.
raffles.


friends.

you know who you are.

credits.

*chewy.gummies-
celsojunior


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