Muddled eye and muted mind.
Sing me a song,I haven’t very long.
This motherfucker rolls and what’s real is what’s messy.
And complicated.
And confusing.
It is no “polished art”.
It’s a room full of serpents joined at the tail..
“well yes.. everything is strange but everything is connected”
And Beck taught me how to say I am lost in Spanish.
“I am lost”
(lost isn’t quite the right word)
Maybe.
Stumbling, staggering, letting your eye land on this or that…
🎵🎶 I know there is an engine at the heart of this 🎵
But an engine does no good without a quest..
Somewhere to go.
Anywhere.
Something to be heading towards .
(besides death)
Yes.. besides death
If you paid for the tints, You should be able to jack off in your car if you want..
As long as you’re not in everybody’s face with it 😆😆😆
dusk 