Τhe veins of our cities are poisoned with human egotism. Once you learn how to read the butterflies, all books and information become useless and it’s not easy at all to graduate from the IASDSS (Institute of Advanced Studies on Delivering and Spreading the Sorrow). Everything is subjective except Basketball.
Decemberness in August, Julyness in January and Aprilness in October. We are who we are when we stop ourselves from doing something its impossible not to do. Don’t ask anyone about anything. Only the Music and the trees know the answers. Malignant reactions >> Posthumous Love.
Blocked blocks of blocked buildings inhabited by blocked people in blocked blocks of blocked inertia in blocks. Music is the blood of the world, she is the psyche of the sea, she lives in the air we breathe and she is red. Insanity is property of wisdom and Love is property of death.
We frantically vote Mrs. Lana del Rey as the President of the Universe. We appoint as our Prime Minister Mr. Arthur Schopenhauer. Minister of Education is Mr. Ambrose Bierce and Mr. Sergey Gennadiyevich Nechayev is the Minister of Foreign Affairs. There ain’t a Minister of Economics because all we need is Love.
The worst murders are without any use of violence, like for instance with the use of Veratrum Album. Post modern terrorism is yellow and strawberries are black. We are professional madmen and our brother is a jaguar. I dreamt of you singing and I woke up deaf. E.E. are Emotional Excavations.
She went on holidays in an island with white sand beaches and she painted them all black in 4 days and 48 seconds, precisely. 4 Giraffes are playing the drums by holding 12 drum sticks in their teeth. We buried all the witnesses, we set ourselves invisible and then we died 3 times in the row.
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