Detailed, intricate, but most importantly these are professional grade fractal flourished, triangular and circular and tricircular, little Tibetan villages rising from the core of a truly designed universe, Neo-Shinto temples balanced delicately on magnetized slate orbs. Why do they touch me so? You're not paying attention. Look, look deeper than your mickey mouse modernity, embrace the radicalism and territoriality that sits within, an obese Gautama Buddha starving inside out, empty like a decaying universe ruled by a decaying God who blesses a decaying Empire in the Northwest hemisphere. But it's also a note of hope, like an limereck epitaph, a party-boy Jerimiah ready to revel in the vapid world that crashes down around him, inhaling deeply the asbestos-choked calamity with the verve and primalism of animal sacrifice and stubborn pagan triumphalism.
Can you smell the disease coursing through your veins? Does it excite you? Because it should. It sits before you now, circular, sharp, orbuous and firm. This is your lifestyle, ride the design.
yeah... I don't think they got it. Mike Young thought it was some random person's ramblings... Then I told him it was a good friend of mine's ramblings... apparently they want something along the lines of maybe... "Whoa, cool."
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Detailed, intricate, but most importantly these are professional grade fractal flourished, triangular and circular and tricircular, little Tibetan villages rising from the core of a truly designed universe, Neo-Shinto temples balanced delicately on magnetized slate orbs. Why do they touch me so? You're not paying attention. Look, look deeper than your mickey mouse modernity, embrace the radicalism and territoriality that sits within, an obese Gautama Buddha starving inside out, empty like a decaying universe ruled by a decaying God who blesses a decaying Empire in the Northwest hemisphere. But it's also a note of hope, like an limereck epitaph, a party-boy Jerimiah ready to revel in the vapid world that crashes down around him, inhaling deeply the asbestos-choked calamity with the verve and primalism of animal sacrifice and stubborn pagan triumphalism.
Can you smell the disease coursing through your veins? Does it excite you? Because it should. It sits before you now, circular, sharp, orbuous and firm. This is your lifestyle, ride the design.
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So, what's the deal with your fancy-pants design kingpins, my review was too much for them? They can't take a little constructive criticism?
a very heart warming and Neo-Shintoist story of the verbose and semi-grusome.
Nice Grza.
yeah... I don't think they got it. Mike Young thought it was some random person's ramblings... Then I told him it was a good friend of mine's ramblings... apparently they want something along the lines of maybe... "Whoa, cool."
Oh... Its up now.
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