its an inferno, morons

its an inferno, morons

AN INFERNO.

in ferns, no? infants, no?

infer, no?

its an inferno, morons

time to serenade this infinite fire and cruise on in alphabetical order.

random shit i dug out because i am restless @ 4.30am.

i sometimes wonder how people can be so transparent with who they are on cyberspace..kinda admirable imo

you might find the above ironic considering this blog but its subdued, i assure you

the notions of compromise and conviction have been weighing heavy...

how much is much, what is what...

conviction. how much of of it do you have fpr the people around you?

thats something i can have more of. there's far too much white noise. it can be necessary, to some extent but i can definitely do with more dark deep matter.

eradicate, extravagate?

what is what, how is how...

okay. i need a bathe and a brush.

hello to a new day.