Mittwoch, 29. Januar 2025
I was already a foot fetishist at the age of three, in the sense that I could feel the metaphysics of the toes: the energy points mostly radiated crazy stuff. I could feel the vacuum and composition of walking barefoot. That's how I experienced trust or lack of trust in people. Artificial steps or honest ones. Nobody believed me and even the captain laughed. But not for long as far as ice rose was concerned
well, I was nocturnal between 17 and 19, for two years straight. just because of this whispering: magic hahahaaaa magic hahahaaaa. I slept 500 meters away from a magician's dwelling. I lost the connection because of the mental cinema azadeh: daily planned intrigue... I was 19 and had 200 intrigue gang committees. It only came back in 2017. endless symposium (Plato) was instead a daily voice, or one of many
Dienstag, 28. Januar 2025
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