"salty drips are flowing off,
then some unknown hand wiped it of,
Don't know why I feel
that I won't fall,
when some one is there to hold.
(N)

Breath particle are give out,
Then some unknown atom bump into,
Don't know why I sense
that I won't fall,
When some one is there to hold"
(Y)

Amen

Losing world, ah, the value in this secular mean nothing, we can create all of those things, never destroyed ; its not a idealism space, you need to achieve the most time to thinking of it, don’t be horrify of it, you , whatever you look up or look down, you’ll found how ignorant. We’re not standing in top of the victory mountain to peek, you can glance of that, you’re lower, not a marvelous owner, not a winner also. The human being owes the history a lie, the history damn before civilization.

From south Africa to Brussels, to central Asia, to Barcelona, forget about it, thousand and thousand people starving to death, million and million people play politics on hand; Switzerland smash atom; Georgia machine gun points wrong; Japan, Russia, Venezuela; necessary.

The Right In Power’s Hand, The Right Trampled Eye
All of Conceived, may be lie
Nothing could be called why
May it be so,Amen.

Neeyong