Ambiguous images of life, tey look perfect impossible with ol ma brain. Then why! why should i believ in emm, i would say, its ma hope, hoping not to hang upside down. havn set sail' riding against te illusion. Able to recognize what i need and wanting to have wht i need, sme tmes deep perception gets me tired feelin lyk faint, offff te days and nights of stereogram lyf, hou much more colors can possibly exist i wonder, tis sweet moment when it rains, tat i feel te damp earth smelling emmmm filling ma heart wow its awesome, it loks perfect, awesomely beautiful. Dreamin it a lot, te peony fragrance, walkin thro te alps wandering te unknown in to te endless fields of caucasus, awestruck wit evrythn i see, wowin at te cutest of cute sights... wanna explore te deadly seduction of ealry twilight in to te late chil silver blanket....