Pondering existance. Sleeping. Trying experimental antihistamines.
Soil from Peru. Apparently they have good shit there.
My real music is the sound of life. Wind, rain, thunder, laughter!
The Grapes Of Wrath, The Postman.
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I have'nt developed eyes yet, I can make out shapes, but that's it.
I know why the caged bird sings -Maya Angelou
I'm a big fan of Igneous rocks. They just have this presence of strength.