Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

28dec2007

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I ain’t looking for no seven golden cities,
But I know there’s a fortune somewhere to find.
There’s a peace that I hear whisperin’ through the pinyons
And a love that’s taller than the ponderosa pines.
— Rich Mullins, Heaven Is Waiting

I gotta tell you all about it
I gotta scream and shout it
And I say yeah
— Devo, Uncontrollable Urge

anatomy of a doughnut