Sunday, December 20, 2009

Friendship Sayings For Picnik

You will not remember what i show you now...

Lifted da ~Solarina.
How other times I went to fantasize about are completed more harmonious than that, some, more than ever, I recognize the music in a rite, celebrated in order to frighten, to uncover old memories along the dusty ground, villain, so that pushed in the direction of what in effect is presented in the form of attempt. As if the nemesis had manipulated itself finite beings, pawns in his hands, to report to breathe with the ability to infect a stable rest until now. Talking is always and only memories, ghosts of lives spent to negotiate with the devil, night owls and irreducible under a light resting on wooden chairs scratched everywhere. There middle insomnia and dedication, so much perfection as the first work to receive it do not imagine it any other. This if the experiment is successful. When you reach where we are right and proper to note how difficult it is to interpret it without leaving what is by its nature, and even more do so haunted by those few grafts and spectral interval, the explanation most severe and never unaware of the scope of certain formulations. Enchanted, then, is uncertain following the course of the hypnotic flow, fed by mournful dialogues and obituary citations each time, so that we can tolerate treatments that seem to blame for unstable minds. Forget what they showed, for discoverers aberrant immune to such spells of an hour, if the failure is present, everything would return to the pristine state of calm reality, surreal without an evil little hard and concrete like this. The discovery of a result as yet unknown part of the plan, and it is terrifying, especially feel the responsibility on him, as if already taken, captured assassins to design a fool as if made irreversible. Once you have entered is in fact refused to release those like me who write furtively observed the frenzy here, running the chance of being caught and "admonished" so to speak. From curious still conscious of my condition is so slippery now, stunned recluse, which I can only satiate my hunger for knowledge increasing the success of this enterprise, and the spread of this music, which already makes it the happiest in the world than it did before my arrival. For once I find a precious stone which is equivalent to the gesture, staff, and to treat these lines serve as a warning to self-administration to a pure enchantment and sinister operation.

Music by: Heretic Inglese
Photo by: Solarina

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