i’m still plying the truce, stop or i’ll get mediæval on you. it takes one to touch base with the unknown and i’m to know.
if i take my time, i’ll get results improve my ride maybe launch a havoc minutes i pass the docks, but that’s better than keeping to myself.
we’re at levels of extinction: it’s a surprise my city’s not yet laying in ruins
plunging into depths unheard of ! splurging all our zestless sources ! we’re gonna fall the stars
so pile up your sails, cast off into the unknown steer your well-worn time: kiss ‘em all for old.
for me, “ruins” is realizing about your dilapidated state in life and putting yourself to action to fix it. it’s like a auto-makeover you do to yourself. it’s about expanding your horizon and taking your time to improve your life and your surroundings: regaining strength to do the unthinkable and reimaging what’s stopping you from it all.