Droppby Autechre
One thought. Two thought. Thought some more. Intrigue. Images run through our heads over things that remind us of that feeling. The touch, the silence, the crawl, the inner bizarre in us. No matter how balanced I try to be, there's a sense of human in us. The anger, confusion, loneliness, laughter, and the sense that we are intricate by design. We are only unique not because we are human and alive but because we have free choice to how we live. And somehow, we all manage to live it so differently. It's all semantics.
Random Thought: Ryan, how's finals?
Random Thought: Ryan, how's finals?
Good. I only have an easy final tommorow then I'm done :)
ReplyDeletepoetry?
ReplyDeleteThat's good! :)
ReplyDeleteI guess, I did go freestyle last night. :p
You should write more lyricaly when you get the inspiration. You're good at it.
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