nikoleyeland::carpe diem ex-ante I::[II]::[III(a)]::[III(a)(i)]::[III]
another world is composed of the elements of the grid in a cycle and an old man with rainbow suspenders is walking slowly along the lots of accidents of youth. the stranger by the name of mr. seven looks over at the bird flying over the factory and admires its teleological approach thinking right through his own human condition and its imperial decline.
modern metaphysics transcend free association much like a dog in structured delight, but on a path to nowhere traveling through the exit wound of the the myth of the cave cognisant of their own recurrence as the blond beast and thus resulting in a self-alienation that streamlines the structure of marriage and the visions of apollo stream live in recognition.
the other truck, driver. downtown leads 2 highway 1 such standard lonely fellow man, post partum, waiting for a burst of late romanticism. the scar of civilization sleeps beneath the white rabbit while the priest is plotting against das kapitalist whose dream is as dire as daphne's torment. the parrot is susceptible to rhetoric. yellow hydrant.
an officespace reveals the strange facade of mister jackson who is of the children of the red scare and confined to a land of opportunity where temptation resists the g-host. the fawn is aging, but there is always a bigger fish on the other side of patience. this passage is like the snake of an urban fantasy, on the road again, or passive smoke within.