My bones are made of other people. The stars imploded once like the twin towers did and then they floated around and then they became a planet and then they fell in my fathers glands and my mothers food and then there was me. Fot those of you who think it hasn't been done before I hate to tell you...

The game I play is quite similar to hide and seek. Earthquakes and the earth run on geological time which is quite a bit shorter than the time my bones have been around. Blue skies made for men and women who disappeared when the big bang went boom.

Fourtenn virgins on a rock of aesthetaline. Screams are beautiful from them. Please appease my plea if you please.

Count your fortunes and turn the head down penny up so that the next person picking up will have your luck.

Choose again...