Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
— Simon and Garfunkel, Bridge Over Troubled Water

16:03 <chris2> Mohnscheintomate
getting home safe

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin’.
— Bob Dylan, Mr. Tambourine Man