Atlantis Will Rise Again.

Were All Moving, Moving, Moving. Isnt It Nice?

Atlantis Will Rise Again.

The Poem, For Me, Is Simply The First Sound Realized In The Modality Of Being.

O.k. I'm Running Out Of Appetite. Let This Swirl- A Bit Like Crab Nebula- Do For Now.

Not One Death But Many, Not Accumulation But Change, The Feed-back Proves, The Feed-back Is The Law