
Monthly Archives: December 2016
This world brings me down I’m looking forward to death

Monkey men all in business suits; god made man

Naked woman, naked man, where did you get that nice tan? You live in a house made of sand

Brain invasion goin’ on in everyone

Blessed with a questing intelligence and creative impatience, Bowie was always in a period of transition

You can’t be creative in a routine

They’re all so concerned to make their thoughts into yours

You’re so cute, in your space suit and your space boots

Zooropa- a bluer kind of white
