I plan on taken a couple roadtrips and seeing what's going on around in America.
Anyone doing anything particularly interesting?


The Room The room is a perfect square. A perfect, dark square with humidity so heavy it claws at you as you stand. There is an overpowering stench of decay, like rotting flesh mangled around old, water-logged wood. The stench is so powerful is restricts your ability to think coherent thoughts in its presence—an atmospheric boa constrictor gripping its bare existence around your swollen mind. There is a dim, red light-bulb hanging in the far right corner of the room. It tints the brick walls around it blood red, and you can make out a thick fluid streaked across them in a hectic disorder. There are a few broken brickThe Room


The Forced Propheti am an enigma. a fragmenting sound wave between two distant rocks. ripples so fine they are seenThe Forced Prophet
vibrating into rubies as red as the circles around my eyes.
i do not sleep. i meditate myself into a pocket of oblivion
drifting into future landscapes of deciphered blurs and
tranquil frenzies.
and i see things. i see things advance,
rising and falling with ecli
by *starfantazy
by ~sigpras
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come sail away in a orb with me, over imaginary lands and deep blue seas
[link] my gallery
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Hey every one i got something to say..its better to burn out than to fade away!
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"Der versteht in Lust die Tränen
Und der Liebe ewig Sehnen
Eins in Zwei zu sein,
Eins im andern sich zu finden,
Dass der Zweiheit Grenzen schwinden
Und des Daseins Pein."
{Karoline von Günderode}
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The Lumminarium: [link]
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*Apophysis
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