when they wont even look at you for carcass stench and when they say its not enough let them know, you gave them everything you had...

secret cops at liquor stores for metacriminals fate. now everyline is a paragraph.. ruined by a wordpress update

i looked up and i saw my darling sweet moon and i asked for you to heal

the soft before noon breeze shadows of leaves fluttering and the bench, all dry and where were you?

in the early morning i came to the bench you sat on and spoke to me it was wet so decided to wait until the sun came out.

5-10 years before the femto husking and radio controlled everything zombie experiment turns real nasty..

the Avatar answers back, "what use is it when you are being so obviously crude about your entrance that anyone in any sacred temple could plainly see, it is you who have desecrated, mocked, taken advantage of, stolen, tried to rebuild in a criminals image, the great pillars of Love."

people are addicted to feeding other people un natural states of being, they eat what they are feeding people as if it were truth. and sadly though, when you enslave others, you yourself become enslaved as well.

when one engages in building something, and then finishes the project it is finally done, and not a lie but perfect and finished...