On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ToC, H. Miller

Monday, July 30, 2007

"The knotted chord's untying"

I am only human after all, but nonetheless, I'm very glad no one came by my puka while I listened to "Blood of Eden" by Peter Gabriel.

Luckily for my mascara, a Bloodhound Gang song played next.

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