Tuesday, February 9, 2016

the valley of grace, the golden door, the break of day.

wait..wait..ok, then he flips the daguerrotype in the air and snaps at it and it lands in the mud. i should not have said ok, and i should have said no eat.

water seeks its own level. the brain is mostly water. water flows, but the tunnel sometimes doesn't drain. the brain sometimes evaporates. the brain is b+rain.

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