in the youth hesitation is mental decay; it's not their fault, but they have to deal with it
is it ever too early on a sunday to open the hatches and bang out on the machine? attenborough is an inspiration. or at least a model. the clouds rise out of the ocean depths in the chase of the sun. some still try to call me up to convince me to play play play bury the soul in a ditch to protect an investment none of us can hold onto. my duck my whale and my pretty shell to climb up into my shipwreck in my bells ringing in my ears my joy my joy my joy my death.