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


Now the bonds are broken, but they can be retired,
by one more journey to the woods, the holes where spirits hide.
It’s a never ending battle for a peace that’s always torn
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
— Bob Dylan, Shelter From The Storm

Time, spent waking off shore
The calm, before the storm
My take, from you is simple
— Chevelle, Comfortable Liar

23:02 * chris2 hat neulich marmelade im explosionssicheren chemiek├╝hlschrank gefunden
23:02 <rretzbach> sicher ist sicher
23:02 <chris2> :P
23:02 <rretzbach> Sicher, dass es kein Foetus war?
23:02 <chris2> rretzbach: den wollte ich grad bringen :(