Jan 12, 2008 00:28
unreflective rythms... unclarified responses... too high to realise the communication is fautly on one end... must keep time clear... must record all movements...
someday the heavens and the earth will rejoyce at the sound of a wounded soldier continuing his legacy through the people he effected... the infected.
and one wise prophet let me in on a little secret... the portals will unfold and the tide will regain its magisty...
magic magnesium is all one needs to surpass the speed of a slug in a space ship on its way to the worm hole.
and with all that, i forgot the two words that i thought sounded neat together that i wanted to write in here.... i bet they were fucking CRAazzyY.