You gotta love this place and you gotta hate it.

The butterfly club is a joy, amanda palmer, tiger lilies, streets filled with bird poop, no,...

I am trying to piece together fragments of my mind, its kinda hard now. on my fourth disguise, a little wig a few make up and you can waltz in and out of people's life, living different lives at a go.

The truth is however, Our lives are irreversible, one way ticket.

Kinda like the scene in St. Kilda, soo full of life, fermenting wonderful, object'd of art like farscape. Yes, I am sooo full of it.

Then the insurance companies and everything else safe moved in
and there goes our bohemia, I mean theirs, I am just passing through as always.