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If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see, I’d put you in the mirror, I put in front of me

Mar 31st

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Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate all fire Onto the, onto the, onto the Super Star Destroyer

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Mar 21st

‘Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man. Love, Irving Sappho, formerly under contract to the Elysium Studios Ltd. Please be happy happy happy with your beautiful Muriel. This is an order. I outrank everybody on this block.’

Mar 21st

Enlightenment can be a kiss, or lack of, and as concealed as the heart shaped stone you carry in your pocket. You might not realise it for years, but this is it.

Mar 21st