Mirrors Drip A Dull Red Glow
Can I be assured that everything you have ever seen has, or is, currently being digested, soon out of your system? What waits at the end of your visual sewage system? Guardianship is a growing instinct, much more than an inherited impulse packaged together with your body. Prognostically located somewhere in a body trapped between not giving, nor wanting, guardianship, but wondering why its absence from plain sight is so jarring?
Shouldn’t we see those guardians bestowed to us instead of holding, grasping on to a guardian from the angelic orders, that follows you more strictly than a surveillance camera cares to? In some ways, when caught on camera, we appear on the screens, recorded every 5 minutes. But who knows where the footage registered through the eyes of the angel goes? They are all be memories to fill the inevitable Image Blank.
Mirrors Drip A Dull Red Glow
Can I be assured that everything you have ever seen has, or is, currently being digested, soon out of your system? What waits at the end of your visual sewage system? Guardianship is a growing instinct, much more than an inherited impulse packaged together with your body. Prognostically located somewhere in a body trapped between not giving, nor wanting, guardianship, but wondering why its absence from plain sight is so jarring?
Shouldn’t we see those guardians bestowed to us instead of holding, grasping on to a guardian from the angelic orders, that follows you more strictly than a surveillance camera cares to? In some ways, when caught on camera, we appear on the screens, recorded every 5 minutes. But who knows where the footage registered through the eyes of the angel goes? They are all be memories to fill the inevitable Image Blank.