My somber escape on demoniacal monotonous samsara clouds in the umbilical disappearance of light and covered prayers, becomes a serpents wake from dreamless sleep finding affectionate objects on the face of angelic morning winds.
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
My somber escape on demoniacal monotonous samsara clouds in the umbilical disappearance of light and covered prayers, becomes a serpents wake from dreamless sleep finding affectionate objects on the face of angelic morning winds.