It's all about the balance. That is the phrase of the day. It's funny how you get an impression in your head, you just feel like this is the right thing to do. And you just end up having a banging time because it's not too heavy and it's not too stressy. You spend some time listening to the Rebels and just enjoying it for what it is. Time, place and something.
Crazy days too many faces look blank as the bass carries us, each moment endless like one trip merging into another. This is real! This is now! I am the beat.
I've got the skeleton hand across my chest, and it just reminds me of the goo(d) people that I have in my life. one love. peace. and bullshit and partee and partee and partee and bullshit.
#29 October 2005 | Comments (0)