• tab To find the villain in a volatile variation of such a place, and not find the horrid holiday of the day that hit you square in your nose. Death cometh and taketh away, a simple soul set for a seat upon a central stairway to either Heaven or Hell. Life is but a variation of death, instead you suffer through life as you may suffer through death, depending on the cruel fate that awaits you below, or the wonderful feeling above. Such can be only one highlander and thus scott land failed where England began, as America formed, so did the disease that formed across the land. Disease ravages the soul and the body, but only one can free it's self from suffering of being eaten alive. For what can a cruel world offer one who is already been so dire in need to die, for cruelty is but a feeling to an unprotected soul. Nude is the soul that wanders the Earth without a body to inhabit, nude is the girl who begged for the rapist to stop, and left her pregnant, with child.
    tab tab Loveless is this world unless you are rich, for to be poor is to be cursed, a cursed and sore b***h. You love not what you can see, but what you cannot, for god does not love just one but all of the world. Favorites not chosen, enemies not risen, god loves you wether you believe in him or not. Essence is the love that flows through you and I, if not were we to love, how would man surely survive? Procreation in what was intended and if the nude is to be covered, let not it be covered but revealed, and loved as well, as is the parts of the body most desired. You who say smut is the output of evil, be not foolish for those who whore are only unloved, and desire to be loved, as is the pages of porn.
    tab tab tab Popcorn is to kernel as human is to egg, though we are not birds, our eggs are soft, and inside, we may fly, we may migrate, we may even choose a mate for life, but birds are free to do as they please. Nude is the Robin and Blue Jay as they fly over, but do not fear, they have already used the bathroom on the statue of our city's mayor, and yet, your head does seem like a bulls eye, wear a hat my friend or beware the birds poop. The poop is the world, in a year or so, for we all shall die, and turn to dust, we all shall kill at least once. Shitty is the world in which we live, so Gaia we shall stay, to forget to forgive.