i like to sing lalalalalala hopping through meadows lalalalala me and my lift off ready propeller hat, suspended denim, wheat grazed overalls and that lollipop ...oh that lollipop that beacons ....how the **** this kid get a lollipop as big as his head.....oh **** he got a lollipop as big as soviet russia.....you think he'd be lifting barbells to carry a lollipop that big...yoooo arnold..... mr universe step aside we got mr ***** ****** cavity to be over here...
ahhh such a warm vignette of a sight captured on my negative stained film reel.
those ******* golden, luminous, norma jean hue
all altered piece by piece composition due to video editing after effects
the raw footage...oh the unfiltered, unsteady, dim lit, yet sharp as a boyonette ready to taste invasive fibers raw footage
me watching the world pass by as i drive my car off that unmarked, unused bridge exit, just knowing my car isn't going to assemble into a submarine...
did i mention there was light jazz playing to compliment the cool gravity propelled breeze....if only my propeller hat was worn...but it was a fedora kind of day :/
i think kids are cool cause they're so ******* happy ..imagine myself as that kid cliche ..happy cliche