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


Stonehenge and Sky

Some come to laugh their past away
Some come to make it just one more day
Whichever way your pleasure tends
if you plant ice you’re gonna harvest wind
— Grateful Dead, Franklin’s Tower

18:32 <eTM> ich liebe alle menschen
18:32 <eTM> sag ich jetzt mal so
18:33 <eTM> und ich hab eine eher eingeschränkte definition für "menschen"
Sunset 208

Brown eyed women and red grenadine
the bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder with the rain pouring down
and it looks like the old man’s getting on
— Grateful Dead, Brown-Eyed Women