
Aux-lo takes the scraps of a discarded world and places them into arrangement. Never like the mass of agreement, never given the space or time. Auxiliary set low, for worldly planes, that crave a background ambiance. Never in need of the spotlit pop machine. Curious of the unpolished jem. pushing forward with burning books, agitating the normal idea that brought us here. Now is forever tomorrow the next!
TUNAGE
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Questions that kept me up passed bedtime.

Okay feeling a little better,
On with the new thing that is really not new but rearranged in a way that looks new to the human nervous system. causing that little buzz, that you get when such matter is placed before you. I suppose this is really nothing but an illusion. How much of it is my own action? How much of it has nothing to do with me? It is all returning to the truth, How true are we? I dedicate this blog entry to the one and only Hammy.what else can I say your the man.
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