. Sipping from the blossom of Time:soledad sin imagen, sed sin labios.Schau mal deine Handepara acabar con todo:hands without Macht, sans pouvoir who with us the dawn, ezra, ngirrwat, ngirrwat dreaming“perchance to dream” said hamlet, i vanished avec le soleilblind i’m ningún, y todos, vanitas,and all is vanity black visible shantihen bro a constructed bridge … Continue reading Infinite Blending Dream