All time was left behind. I made my way to the basic man assembly. Music filled the air and voices sing. Snd then the song became alive. . Stick hit the skin - i hit the stick.
one man limited room to think. move with the lines in soft fat red. phase one environment experiment. this is your city with miracles spent. so dead. crime of flesh control is joyless.
All across the scenes the statues crumble. We cherished the seconds, counted the days. And people move with lines across their faces. Embracing each other with a smile.