Mensagens

A mostrar mensagens com a etiqueta Collective Unconscious

A CHRONICLE OF FUTILE SMALLNESS AND ITS REDUNDANCIES

Of the wheat and the tares

Not to say i didn't talk about the trees

Note of my bad temper and disbelief in humanity

Before my eyes, you were parading naked

Long days are a hundred years old

CHRONICLE OF THE UNFORTUNATE ACCOMMODATED

Oh bad'amen do you have this?

I'm still digesting the dough, but I'll give birth to something else!

Miller, Ronan & the deconstruction of the word

The Dangerous Game of Appearances

Mother's pains

Des choix de vie que même la mort ne peut nous enlever !