My everyday life, Descending minor thirds, chime On ominously
Tread lightly lest you Rouse the ire of our own Ready made lynch mob.
We boarded the plane and sat next to each other. Jon fell asleep before we took off, and I watched him sleep for a long
One bright summer morning the assholes took flight, Soaring on smugness, crowned with delight, Yet as their wings filled the sky, a chill filled the
To attempt to decode Revelations 7, let’s start with the angels holding back four corners, four winds, and an angel rising like the sun. This
The old men dream. The young men envision. A space shuttle, airplane, or monorail train travels at incredible speed, with its nose heating to fiery