these roots run deep

sewed sun is what we leak...

and when it secretes... we speak

how everything is made of light...

floating in the air . . .

with out a care . . . one day well all share

but for now we only have the option to manifest a reflection of that beauty. . .

. . . divine wine flows

. . . vines of time grow

. . . with out the need to loath

. . . so we unwind that dome

. . . always searching well

glazed kid












Balloon Wizards









ummWellmusic

cause-sun under construction

we heard it was your birthday . . .



well . . .
much like you, this empty text vessel will soon be birthed as æ well . . .



check back on another birthday to peep some freshies...





ænd in the mean time...check out what has been freshly birthed...








what new, whats news, whats known









ooo...we can smell the pleasent placenta can you?



"ubiquipuzzletouspeaces"

~SSN

obligated to ask

gas mask?