forecast: sunny with a chance of beat balls

forecast: rain

its allthere.. just look...all the distortion or harmony you desire..right in front of you.....
all the sights you want to see...
perfect spinning barrels
perfect happy smiles
perfect vomiting drunks.
all perfectly belonging to your eyes.
we could use a visual bleach...a saturated fat filled with the need for isolation.
people on quests for life, starting at death..then moving forth.

when the world feels like it's ending...arcade fire will set you free.

the quest for our depths

im embarrased by what i see..not what i can be

i bought a surftech to erode the california coastline