E Y E W E A R, THE BLOG - FREEDOM MEANS BEING UNAFRAID TO WRITE WHAT YOU THINK

Goetia rutilated quartz pyramid, turning on its gold vermeil, braided band, skittered like wee rodent dents on a compact of blotting powder, in trying to open his lid's fallout, not knowing if he actually lifting the the mid portion's diamantes in siam. steering the cell display's form, slung below a glider, with an upright bent. wind warily at the nylon rear of his long rise shorts, tilting the device. cranes it the other way in sighting trees trimmed to the 1000 meter altitude. it pitches again in his balancing by the concrete ledge, the carnelian labret watched sprang ahead of him, toward clamour of flare gases, like in muscle- propelled force feedback. a distended “de morte,” with “transire ad vitam.” pulls him from the propelled reaction from the pounding of a seismic truck's hydraulic weights, rubbing at lower lid margin, he shifts a snuffle by the sliced-off corner of the sofa module. harking for the sanctus, through the strip windows, repeatedly ...