Ok time to write, whatever whenever just as often as possible, if at all possible.
Walking watching as I wait, sit and tremble the ground quakes, past flashing lemeur tails of fleeting thoughts I sit and wait. For what do I sit upon a casket sinking deeper underground tethered only slightly lightly to the coils above the ground. The ticktock man is already dead, the girl who came left again, I am not or am I now hit me harder make a sound. Wind me up put me down do I start to walk and bound, no to your no and no to my yes I can’t make sense of right nor left.
I an I tired more tommorrow…
Black Sabbath – Warpigs sounds just as true today as ever.
Wow remains I pay to play beta.
Stupidity annoys me greatly, as do over doses of greed and pc insanity… must knock sense into someone.
