Bloody Well, Back To Life. Face To Life. Observe.

Here cummos the reign again, falling like a leaf at the memory....






Sometimes, it takes the utmost care, to fathom, or sympathize, with the structure occurring. And then... therefore, hahaahaaaahaha. We can fucking get on with it. I'm not too partial. I'm just split.






I was suppose to have my space plane and simple, a few years ago. Where is it?

Hello? Tesla? Are you there? Yes? Great. What happened?

Well?

Well Well Well...



That's right.

The whhhite stripes. Those things that NO ONE will see. Only you, and me, will know theyr'e there.