In the harden of music in the hues of the universe, life wills as the dreaming of blackberries in the wild trees, of planets in nearing sun, he engulfs glory, like the sky drinking the dreaming sun.
i get for a lot of people it's probably a fantasy of getting a do-over on a childhood you never had, but I'd rather just throw the whole part of my life away. like i said, i'm not yucking your yum here. It just terrifies me. Nowadays I'm fine.