Visuality

Our essence is our soul sense is a blessence from the first sense that will be the last sense formerly the alpha sense in us is his residence where the world is just that residue from his presence when we had sense before we lost sense a revolving world of lost essence lost because you will just say this is nonsense

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Azucar



Brown steel is made this man
Brown steel made by this man
Brown steel adorns these halls
Brown steel from feet to hands
Just steel! No can it be
He said, "Brown steel and just for me"
From Brown steel its evident
No Brown steel for a president
Brown steel for a mason first
Brown steel for this mason first
Brown steel in quiet halls
Brown words of steel around the walls
Brown steel of masonry
made brown things for you and me








Awesome exhibit showing in D.C. about Celia Cruz. Pics are mediocre to the real thing so if you get a chance don't hesitate.
R.I.P