Steven Storm

To be wild as the waves;enshrinedby the vastness__ur cosmic immemorial.Unsettled as the forest.An indomitable flickeramidst worldviews,of jaded crownsand romantic ash.

Thus it is, we sow motions of hatred out of our own impoverished understanding of love. Yet we do so in the name of love. The perplexing precipice of the illusory infirmity.

...citizens of the U.S. live under an Empire of __vil doers_ who have set themselves juxtaposed to humanity instilling in us from our youngest days how to slay our human element in exchange for an external existence of malnourished pride.

The atmospheric intensity of two electric lovers is the most righteous place I need to rediscover.