childlike recognition. a box of crayons but they still don't have the colour to perfectly define this moment in time. scattered brain and timeless. nothing matters but what is happening right now. play pretend, when all of this is way too real for senses to align the beauty of make believe it's over ruled by integrity. childlike memory and certain reels are highlighted. certain things still making bone marrow shake when you remember. discoFlesh? perhaps. idle sensations and a long lasting flavour that may not sit well with excitement. anxious and determined, scared and nervous, craving for the harshness of what is next too come. upside down sandcastles and the sun is hiding nicely behind the clouds, a reassurance of cumulus scandal. lost in space, wandering the earth and this is no disney movie, you cannot expect the outcry and sing a long passion while the plate and spoon jump over the moon for the cat is taking a nap and the fiddle has been replaced by an iPod. childlike embellishments all conjured up in a sphere of questions. inquiries inclining the soul, inviting in temptations of adult slurs.
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