There’s Something Firing Here Inside My Head…
If God was egg, if six were nine… If time was never measured, only killed in pleasure gardens of our making. If we’d never taken anything, but only given… If […]
If God was egg, if six were nine… If time was never measured, only killed in pleasure gardens of our making. If we’d never taken anything, but only given… If […]
Today, I was walking from the office over to the parking garage. Walking in front of me was a fabulously dressed Asian man wearing dark green shoes and bright, […]