Hurtling Mindships
As mindships hurtling through space on the tailwind of reality with only the dim haze of our five senses to guide us. As spirits forever changing with the twists and turns of the flummoxing...
As mindships hurtling through space on the tailwind of reality with only the dim haze of our five senses to guide us. As spirits forever changing with the twists and turns of the flummoxing...
Like a kid on a highway You don’t know which way to go You’re just lost in the faces That you think you have to know In the final hour Like a cold cold...