Oct 30, 2005 19:16
Lets say your ready for your interesting problimatic solving creation undertoned with a hope of the same.
Your head is the size of a watermelon and your soul seeps out of your seed glands. Do you expect it to pass?
Follow your path be it undone and disembodied. Without other situations potentualy created for they're amusment.
She then weaves her seed into the heavy air created by before mentioned repititions. Is that your hope?