☮ I'd like to see you beg on the streets. You, a penniless artist biting your time won't sell a single painting. dance for money on the streets. a nickel for your time, sir. a dime for your wine, and a dollar for your wife. could you make it to the end?

Enigma born of biased beings blessed with brains an orange opera in my opal mind an oracle? expanded evidently eroded entirely everyone evaluates his eggshell mind (enigma) Why? paradoxical partner, part into parallel paths someday I will search for something to help the history of horrible you relics of relief, relapse in your regimented religion rejoice in your raspberry road I know the kaiser has kleptomania lock up your lover, landlord my lyrical love has lost inside itself, I only invite the intrinsic individual The natural naive night creature homeward bound. (I hope) heaven