The deep and winding path falls into the mist behind the whispering trees.
Closer and closer to the edge of the thought that echoes small steps and blue shapes.
The borders of colourless chaos stray from the mind bringing your soul to innermost depths of beauty.
Once free of uncertainty and within the darkness
there the thing lies in simple covers and wispy shades of black and green.
Twin Peaks KYFI My Blog of Darkness
(a tribute)
(Chase's Littleton-based band)
(let it out)
"Everything can happen, everything is possible and probable.
Time and place do not exist;
on an insignificant basis of reality, the imagination spins, weaving new patterns; a mixture of memories, experiences, free fancies, incongruities and improvisations."
- August Strindberg
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