We're soooo not P/R;
yet we so invite YOU
to follow us Upstairs
away from this feeble,
fallible, finite façade:
Yes, dear, we can and! will live
oemnillions of years Upstairs
writing our effusive epiphany;
Time2shall be ultra-superficial
during our [pl] honeymoon in
Heaven - I'm personally gettn
at leeest 55! hours per day for
100! years to love/serve ♡YOU♡
in our wooFMasta, RøkketFüel,
Wild-Child-Velocity 2B1 in our
I'm a Near Death Experiencer.
● nrg2xtc.blogspot.com ●
Meet me in the Great Beyond, girl!
Let's write4eternity in d'B.O.M.M.
(BigOlMajesticMansion) and other
● en.gravatar.com/MatteBlk ●
-the goofy sub/dude
In each room, a mechanic explains to a cow his politics. And the cow gradually wanders out into the pasture to lie under a tree and perish. Until the cycle starts again
What if each entry here is a room? What happens in these/those rooms?
Where's the sense in finding this?
the note in the bottle said, "u never from that hour on the beach found sweet repast or sound repose..."