Muddy notes pass time
thimbles spinning like clockwork
the box never folds
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 5:14 AM UTC
Muddy notes pass time
thimbles spinning like clockwork
the box never folds
We are the embodiment of imperfection and in them we sign our energy to the earth. Muddy notes to pass the time. The ebb and flow of a never ending tick of time that, matter has bound us to, will always be. Creations pulse, thimbles spinning like clockwork. Like the circles of hell, that which is manifested slows pulse. The box never folds causing energy blocks in the chakra of the universe.
