theres little sovereignty onto a goiled up fish even this holds something here in my own hands and its not for show its for everyone the secrets flow the debt is sticking to me like a drug a black water lilith sacred temple plutonian physics melting objects cataclysm orchestrated by no one but me we can talk to each other here like a neptunian chorus blacked out of my own moon i dont care if you can know me or not
Yesterday I went to an art and kite flying festival on a frozen lake, today i went for a bike ride. My boss called me off work this weekend too. Itβs been a good one, feeling like a little kid again
