Without sensibility no object would be given to us, without understanding no object would be thought. Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.
Words are spilling out like endless rain into a paper cup, they slither while they pass. They slip away across the universe... Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind possessing and caressing me..
Without sensibility no object would be given to us, without understanding no object would be thought. Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.
Electric six are the amazing gods of disco rock shock pop, haha i love making up genres, rather sadly i know all the words to all of their songs hmmmm people always look at me funnny when i start singing aloud to them when they are on my head phones.
"Ich weisse jetzt was keine engle weisse" Wings of desire
