Land

Does the land have a soul? you ask Well, I think it is so that the land has a soul at the very least a memory how else can it whisper of the things it has seen and heard long times ago. And this land of Wales is where I discovered it to be so…

No more stinking thinking

Take off those blinkers they really are stinkers as long as you wear them they make you want to hang around with thinkers who think along the same stinking blinker lines as you carving deep lines of bondage into the minds of the blinking stinking thinking caterpillars that refuse to die grow wings become beautiful…