faces

anonymous eyes peering into yours from the sides of buildings and down darkened alleys. faces, strained in eternal anticipation. both infernal and heavenly, returning no requests for more information. what you see is what you get, infinite regress. infinitely blessed.

budweiser budlight have another one tonight

modern gods>material goods

ancient gods misunderstood.

unknown authors, artists who garner no reaction but self-satisfaction at future populations affected by their contribution to the city’s walls and life. what would a city be like

without ART?

 

 

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