Je ne te connais plus.

John Paul Foster III | 21 |
I son ov perdition.
From sheer nothingness transgressed,
unto the highest self -- to utmost freedom.
To explore the starry nature ov my rage. The joy ov a dawn, the ecstasy ov dusk.
Nourished have I this karmic flow,
where great above meets great below.

  • 22 April 2012
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