This blog was started with questionable intentions that remain unanswerable when questioned.
Now answer my question - How did God steal a nap in your gunny bag?
That was my intention.
Monday, August 11, 2008
CONCAVE CEILINGS - Francis Picabia
CONCAVE CEILINGS
why like a monstrous old man in this cemetary of rags with your turban of coffins barren crop of coarse grass incomprehensible gymnasiarch domestic stir chinese lantern don't you see enemy of light that i am the genius virtue.
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