afrofluent
I want to die with every sound quantified in my ear drums...
Golden and Impaling...
Once upon a time, God was the sun. He showered the mortal population of the solar system with golden radiation. They basked in the knowledge that He existed, that He, Himself, loved them so warmly. Many cried out to God saying, "more! more!" But God had no more to give than His own gift of light. So god sent a darkness to cover parts of the day. He called this cover night. For He knew now that the people would never recognize when enough is enough ,and so, better to leave them wanting when there is indeed more to give...
Blue Sunshine.
timex is on my side.
feeling left out?
noises and sounds.
gifts for the dead
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