Η Φωτό Μου
Όνομα:

I am kind of a social butterfly. I enjoy romance and candlelight anythings. When alone, I like to build cabins out of blankets, pillows, couch cushions, and anything else deemed appropriate for the particular desired architecture. I often dream of running and hiding from the police or organized criminals out to get me. I rather enjoy these dreams, so I'm not sure what all that means. . . if anything. I hated to be the seeker when at play, and always felt secure in my speed and ability to get away if found. Sometimes I'd hide in obvious spots, positioned with the best escape routes. Options of returning to base were always preferred. But I digress.

Παρασκευή, Σεπτεμβρίου 17, 2004

This is a warning for those seeking intelligence:

I found the breaking point. I grew in thought until I saw what lay ahead. I discovered the only way to be a pure genius is also to be completely crazy. This is cause and effect. No escaping because insane is nervana. As the mind discovers more and more and sperates self from thought the mind unravels. A truely insane man is at the purest stage. He has totally left himself. He is still there in terms we unenlightened use. But only as an essense. He no longer has a voice in his head, he is the head. No one watching him can understand his actions!

-Wolfman