Light hits the retina, And a flicker travels, And thoughts think, Sight is not a process, But an experience! Process your experience, And live! The bits byte away, That which is crumbles, And from the rubble grow the flowers of Tomorrow
Some random stanzas for your enjoyment. Totally unrelated for the most part. Tonight, it's off to K-Town! Won't be around until Sunday, where we'll probably be hooking up with Jeremy and Don.
