and there were pyramids all around on this strange love day and I remember the mountains and they were were they and then with me and the glasses fought against the dishes something strange was not so then but it passed but it was gone and always and maybe it was not at all ever
and the pyramids surrounded my walls and spirit and what is the spirit like not sand and the water spun in a huge waltz a waltz of words perhaps I will say in waltz dreams I'm about to say after all darkness and sun and night and day and dull fog lights around it's also heaven it's the same hell but is not this all love