for the our of love...

from where ever on earth you were enlisted and birthed

for the shattered then melted just to tip crucible...

the burn on is oh so kind...

thanks mom...thanks dad for a path thats undefined...

Bon-dead to Earth

Bon Fire since birth

Bon-dead-icated and covalently sailing on water while whaling

Bon Air...because this element can be and is burning everywhere

the muck we swim in...


luckily...sometimes...when plains crash...perhaps from...well we all took a voted guessed random malfunctions ... fins fluxed ... not made well ... not light enough to float ... ahah the skin was pealed off ... now come on shedkures really?

...either way they decided that their gills stopped and thankful to what you believe in the piolet steared that baby into a quarry...

yup a friend and the i way back when were even daring enough to swim down the side of this extremely steap trash mountain and fetch a plain wing...

GRAMPS USED TO SWIM IN THAT QUARRY~!

a plain crashed in it /... A HERO

now they covered it up to put shopping malls there ...



thats a different type of swimming...with a DIFFERENT type of shark...

asustado

so we speak about it...

guterally infest your ears and access those mental projections...

hopefully your ear's stomach can hold out long enough to indulge in some stories...





ummWellmusic






coming from a known dead mention ... but still neglected to full exploration






the no di e mention






and as within this feeling of decollapsrealyeyes of a social status i do have to establish and make it know that...these are available for you...and your children...







gas mask?







ænd please just ubiquipuzzletouspeaces...