MetaMechanics

We steer the wheel. North then East then South to West.

Our Favorite Things..

they float away and ring through your world inside a million meanings focus on what matters most and mean itno mistakes you could give and I won’t takeoffence deffence commencedont matterlitterally antivibrate or slanted cordally aranging whats your styleclean cut appeciate straight upyour face reminds me of that time and space. 

they float away and ring through your world 
inside a million meanings 
focus on what matters most 
and mean it
no mistakes 
you could give and I won’t take
offence deffence commence
dont matter
litterally anti
vibrate or slanted 
cordally aranging 
whats your style
clean cut 
appeciate 
straight up
your face 
reminds me of that time and space. 

Discovery inside outside show your stripes

Discovery inside outside 
show your stripes

a place to find another place inside. a formational freedom betwean sewing lifes that were once in tatters. pushing the extreams of comfortable for limits are sometimes mutual and sometimes forgotten. a corner to uncover what was deep deep inside that had to be revealed. there it was to shine to sparkle to disipate into the late hours of the night. we did and continued to fragment peices of ourselves into finding a moment to expand others sight with us . youmeitoo . 

a place to find another place inside. a formational freedom betwean sewing lifes that were once in tatters. pushing the extreams of comfortable for limits are sometimes mutual and sometimes forgotten. 
a corner to uncover what was deep deep inside that had to be revealed. 
there it was to shine to sparkle to disipate into the late hours of the night. 
we did and continued to fragment peices of ourselves into finding a moment to expand others sight with us . youmeitoo . 

I sence a new holy war
fictisous not keeping score
I know youd like 
to be allocated and adored

Here comes the tribe of men
silver armor rusted in
I know you might
feel the sun to let it in

I am content to follow to its source
Every event in action or in thought;
Measure the lot; forgive myself the lot!
When such as I cast out remorse
So great a sweetness flows into the breast
We must laugh and we must sing,
We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blest.

—William Butler Yeats (via observando)