Through All The Windows I Only See

Here Then - The After Math Of Meaning. A Liftime Finished Between The Space Of Two Frames.

Losing The Possibility Of Something Is The Exact Same Thing As Losing Hope And Without Hope Nothing Can Survive.

The Ruminations Are Mine, Let The World Be Yours.

We All Create Stories To Protect Ourselves.

Sublime Is Something You Choke On After A Shot Of Tequila.