there!

desire, i am mad with desire, desire alone could kill me right now, this is not funny, this is not beatiful, this is not sublime. add to the suffering, i would have my brains tattooed with psychodelicious monkeyfood wideskulled, rather than this lack of something. rant...

somnia, terrores magicos, miraculas, sagas,
nocturnos lemures, portentaque.
HORATIO

(dreams, magic terrors, spells of mighty power,
witches, and ghosts who rove at midnight hour.)

heres to youse

hey, there is back to front this new year and yourses truly is regaling you with a rant. havent had much fun this Xmas but plenty occasions to think laterally. self-inflicted deprivation can hardly go under the name of fun, but when concocted with an enhanced mind oh it can bear fruit... does love matter does matter love matter does love does matter ad infinitum. comprising of recent experiences it has been found that no matter love or matter what matters is that it is with some you love. appy nu hear and cheerful in taking the bends. hy human