ghosts & admissons

I’ll see you in hell, and it’ll be nothing like it seems

Further afield, deliverance will rain like meteor showers where each and every streak across a dark and endless sky will excite an illuminate. Nations will gasp under its magnificence; people will wish upon or kiss beneath them as they pass.

Scientists will scramble to study them and scribble coordinates late into the night. Young lovers will wrap them selves in picnic blankets and endure mildew and strong coffee and early mornings all at once.

Once every 10,000 years I will feel like this.

posted by El Chupacabra @ 10:56 AM