Flactsua

My soul has many faces

and my heart I did break

into dividing pieces...until

there was none... and these

seeds were planted throughout

the whole of the earth

and the games did begin...

and I assumed the entity

She Muses ME,

and I hear my own lifeline...

and now I know what I know,

from past presents,

and future imperfections...

that she is flawless...

and thus am I a Face-Dancer,

am become a type of her shadow and light.

-minemelding Justin.Bullet.Tinning.Time

for the reversal engineer.

-c thomas c-

Feeling Sees

digital membranes... i tell

moduli in my books... always

too long or too short...

beyond a flower of a main

fan, I can honestly

and spruntly

even if we see, from the

same right or left eye..

whoa whoa whoa,

been, was before, now

after... grand-far mercedes,

begun no more..

won't ask what a teaspon

a stir offfff

airrr....

an air file beginning to

stare

eyes sees in mirrors of

universality

tangentialism... I'm only

four as I can see you... check

breathing, chuck

sea-thing... intrepretation

recreation... pause pause

pause pause mine mine mnhh

hman...

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-dynahier de tringular

20:24|29.4.011 -c thomas c-

Jag

We fly through the space...

the eyes data mining

through all forgotten memory

...storing them in citations

syntheholic eggs of Eostre

...choose a measure

unshaken by church-stones

beyond a building

a nide of dried hide,

beyond an attitude

vitriolic in my tone

I feel soul-fed caligraphy

of ATOM, the father on the hill

On a day I feel many voices.

Need I speak enough?

Trifling words.

[20:15|29.4.011] ©c.thomas.carter

This is how it feels

to lose all your feelings forever.

bumblebee, i am sorry

i am sorry for what i did...

but it can never be meant to me,

any further,

any longer,

my sanity i say goodbye...

and welcome to

'made in china' images.

c.thomas.c -intime