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


The truth, as always, will be far stranger. — Arthur C. Clarke

Arthur C. Clarke

Wake up to find out
that you are the eyes of the World
but the heart has its beaches
its homeland and thoughts of its own
— Grateful Dead, Eyes Of The World


And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole.
No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied.
That leaves only me to blame ‘cos Mama tried.
— Merle Haggard, Mama Tried