Windshield of Life
I stare out at the world, the snow storms, the torment, through the windsheild of my own eyes. My priveledge allows me this contemplative time. This ART AS LIFE idea.…
I stare out at the world, the snow storms, the torment, through the windsheild of my own eyes. My priveledge allows me this contemplative time. This ART AS LIFE idea.…
I warp reality around myself. Light bends, heads in my direction. Hope and orgasms arrive with renewed vigor. Don't worry, it should wear off by the time you lose me,…
Where were we? Right. Escaping into the night I tried one more time to include her in my adventure. She went silent. As the world was going dark, as the…