Bliss-20.07.21

The roar of my machine

All love lost

Rifles on rock ’N Roll

Conflict zones

Betwixt worlds

Melting realities

Blue bunny coming on strong

Shamans’ potion coursing through my soul

Hitch-hiking pink spider

 pelji me k očetu: emmène-moi à papa

her sign 

says

pelji me k očetu

Where are you going?

I don’t know but it won’t be boring

We got the kingdom, we got the keys

We got the kingdom

We got the night

We don't doubt, we don't take orders

We are chosen

We are travelling

Even 

 Standing still

Destination

Bliss: reach a state of perfect happiness, typically so as to be oblivious of everything else.

 

bliss