Swing wing ink link sing cling
Nothing ever nothing
We love the same way we hate – attaching grasping wanting more
We call it abuse it is just use – 
using having doing manipulating
Are you lonesome tonight? Someone wants to use you…
Serial killers of dreams
In nothingness I rest… dreams unfolding chaos exploding possibilities expanding
Nowhere empty alone drifting in the ocean of possibilities.
Want to hold your hand and walk with you in the snowstorm one more time…
only recurring dream as your long dark hair touch my face and the dream is dancing flying
nothing escaping nothing
The abyss and then flawless unpredictable delight ! One more time before I go to the valley below…
Thank Gaia 