le soleil est noir -
la beauté d’un être est le fond- des
caves un cri
de la nuit définitive -
ce qui aime dans la lumière -
le frisson dont elle est glacée -
est le désir de la nuit
G. Bataille - L'archangélique
Welcome to my little escape from the bloated mainstream media. This is my creative outlet and my way to feel less paranoid about the surveillance state. Parts are still in construction and more blogs are being written.
You'll find my socials neverthesless below, but don't say you came from here :). If you've arrive here by a card i gave to you just know that you're super cool.
click the picture to listen to my current earworm.
