Its rising is not bright nor its setting darkUnceasing, continuousBranching out in roots innumerableForever sending forth the serpent coil of living thingsMysterious as the formless existence to which it returnsTwisting backBeyond mindWe say only that it is form from the formlessLife from spiral void
This is a post to think about... and a picture to throw you off just when you think that you may have worked it all out!
ReplyDeleteideea este buna, chiar amuzanta la un moment dat. Decupajul cam in graba facut a lasat in urma o bucata de negru in cap si intre oasele antebratului, asta asa la prima vedere.
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trebuie sa recunosc ca e o idee foarte interesanta! succes!
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