Wednesday, January 03, 2007
my name is...
and here it is, the revolution, the summit, our exodus. our emergency exit from indifference, the purpose, the cog, the spoke, our contribution. lo, and behold, the beacon, the morning star, our shining light. complacently resigning to mediocrity, after all, I wouldn't want to blow my cover... 
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live - eyes closed or open - on the top of a mountain, take a look around me and hold my breath;
this is the stuff of
breath taking.
[tune in the background: dark messages // air]
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