View From Above
Wednesday, August 24th, 2005Derivation of Purposes.
The inertial me, a blot of dew hugging skin of earth, how great am I? I think I am nothing. Upheave the earth, then, and I am spirited downhill towards these jewels of power, gobbling into monstrous dimension. The voices that change me set me on different paths, I am sucked away into [...]