Digging into these archives. The intensity is - chilling.
Just remember it all made sense. The countless moments forging eternity like an infinite pearl necklace worn by poseidon's daughter herself.
Carina Round sings in San Diego, I am in Berlin rummaging through breath taking fleemarkets. Damage a friend`s car, come down hard.
These archives, on my mind. The intensity - burning under my skin.
How quickly I forget. Things slip away. Layers of myself fluttering in the wind of life, in obscurity, always, flaming into the sky.