abadseed

continuing the stream of consciousness...

Sunshine:
Alice begins the trek of loneliness down into what used to bes and what have beens, in search of what she hopes will be, perhaps. Never expect to come across what you have never anticipated, antiseptically challenged microchosm of a one year expanse of exquisite followings. Having thus been treated to what there was, is there ever to be a chance of not going back again? Time flies are crushed under the weight of a used to be anatomical depreciation. The happy exterior for once doesn't pose fantastical hallucinations of the under carriage of true humanity. Beginning, then, with this self supposed, ever affirming, disinterested marvel of kindness, please explore the fragility of your own feelings of acceptance in the face of transgression. Come along, now, see through the glass and explore yourself. Walk into a room, meet yourself for the first time and tell yourself you like what you see. Can't you feel the love in the room as you sit there in your plush velour, snake skin wrapped around a soft white interiour of gratitude and admiration.

with apologies