My God, Little Flakes My God, little flakes falling from everything hang in the air forever, then planets form around them, and around them moons. T… read more
The Ballad of the Tyrant The tyranny of Boulderoak the knavery of Dor the flat out death at Zonderzee the corpses on the floor The scepter of the ruler… read more
Talk Talk to your body talk to your soul Talk to the thunder on the hill Talk to God’s world in which we dwell the… read more
Light Light everywhere moves with an anonymous precision over smooth terrain or rough-hewn scabrous dilapidation up stainless steel … read more
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