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On March 19, 2011. On February 19, 2011.
Words of a Ruined Soul looking for their Sound . So i can smell your. December morning falls cold and fast. I hear you breathe and remember the past. I watch you sleep,. Another chapter of our story then. I can hear the laughter.
LIVE LIFE LOUD and HARD . This is where the nature of Destiny and the chemistry of human instinct balance their imperfections against one another to inspire the dreams that cause that gravity. This is where the calamity of power echoes loudly. 5 THE SOUND OF YOUR SOUL.
Because geography has nothing to do with Destiny. They are two bodies sharing one soul. Separated by terrestrial miles and virtual boundaries, their love transcends time and space. Pulled from the pages of the forthcoming Science Faction story. A private website, is their one sanctuary. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
LIFE FROM SASQUATCH SPRINGS, OREGON. This piece of land has seen a century or so of life as a farm, carved out of the forest and hollows of the Cascade foothills. Five generations of our family have called this place home. It is here where our folks have weathered the world. But life does happen here.
LIVE LIFE LOUD and HARD . This is where the nature of Destiny and the chemistry of human instinct balance their imperfections against one another to inspire the dreams that cause that gravity. This is where the calamity of power echoes loudly. 5 THE SOUND OF YOUR SOUL.
Because geography has nothing to do with Destiny. They are two bodies sharing one soul. Separated by terrestrial miles and virtual boundaries, their love transcends time and space. Pulled from the pages of the forthcoming Science Faction story. A private website, is their one sanctuary. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
LIFE FROM SASQUATCH SPRINGS, OREGON. This piece of land has seen a century or so of life as a farm, carved out of the forest and hollows of the Cascade foothills. Five generations of our family have called this place home. It is here where our folks have weathered the world. But life does happen here.
Segunda-feira, 20 de julho de 2015. A linha sequencial da costa. Interrompe-se na boca dum rio. Onde ele tem voz para falar. Com o mar que sobe. O aluvião para as suas margens. Onde elas se deixam invadir. A narrativa da ave que voo. Vê essa linha do alto e segue. Até ao promontório do cabo. Inflete para terra e procura. Um ninho onde tem ovos. Quando nasce o filho da ave. Que se fará pássaro livre.