Nurture and nature has served me according to its virtue leaving me with a sense of NOGAS. No one gives a shit. As long as it doesn’t directly effect them eating. Even if it does, distracted quickly enough to process it.
Feeling like I’m standing still in a Nuevo-art film, with people rushing to and fro with definitive reason or in the …
Nurture and nature has served me according to its virtue leaving me with a sense of NOGAS. No one gives a shit. As long as it doesn’t directly effect them eating. Even if it does, distracted quickly enough to process it.
Feeling like I’m standing still in a Nuevo-art film, with people rushing to and fro with definitive reason or in the Matrix only I’m Neo or the woman in ‘The Red Dress’ focused and fixed with purpose. Even when meeting someone who appears wide awake, they seem swept away in an extacy or interpretation of it.
Nurture and nature has served me according to its virtue leaving me with a sense of NOGAS. No one gives a shit. As long as it doesn’t directly effect them eating. Even if it does, distracted quickly enough to process it.
Feeling like I’m standing still in a Nuevo-art film, with people rushing to and fro with definitive reason or in the Matrix only I’m Neo or the woman in ‘The Red Dress’ focused and fixed with purpose. Even when meeting someone who appears wide awake, they seem swept away in an extacy or interpretation of it.
Or it could simply be I’m driving myself crazy.