Everything is safely stored in the Archives
Our thoughts form the universe; they always matter.
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
Half the time goes by, suddenly you’re wise.. another blink of an eye …
there’s never a wish better than this, when you’ve only got 100 years to live. time for just another moment and I’m just dreaming… counting the ways to where you are.Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map