art seems to always find a way to leak out of me. i have a ton of these surreal doodles, found this one lurking beneath a bunch of old drawings. forgotten and almost lost. i will from time to time just draw without any discernible direction. i will from time to time just write without any apparent bearing. good for my soul to just let it flow.
time with all its residuum concepts
is not invited
life with all its gravity
is without law
souls with all its fleshy armor
are left breathless and lingering high
- .thurlo.
is not invited
life with all its gravity
is without law
souls with all its fleshy armor
are left breathless and lingering high
- .thurlo.
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