We are the dreamers of dreams.
Enlightened, solitary, infinite, perfectly unmoving, armed with precious volumes, pointless, incorruptible, and secret.
Listen, I’m too old, too tired and too talented for any of that shit.
🤦🏼
I remember damage. Then escape.
Put up your Dukes
Please, sir, we don't want any more
Episode IV: A New Hope
Nothing makes any sense today.
Get thee in front of me, you magnificent Beast
The Take Tree is back, and were the ancient Greeks aliens? No, they weren't.
I'm having a liquidity event (drinking lead paint)
