Got a new tattoo on thursday. It takes the smoke from the train on my left arm and the smoke from the burning tree on my right arm and brings them together. Man tattoos are addictive. So now i have all the elments.

You weaved your way into my dreams last night. Sprawled around me, we tackled the infinite dream problem of taking down out foes. Every new touch, a possible solution. Every new breath a new kind of pollution. And you asked me how to solve the case down. you took my hand in yours and needles ran trough his existence. I woke up sweaty tears drenching my body, dripping down and sobbing as the figments and answers dissolved away forever..