Death Palette V: Isla Mujeres. This is the Last Place. There is nowhere else to go. The punctured juncture of Beat Poetics, Surrealism and Buddhism are rotisseried on the wheel of the quivering meat conception turning on the writ spit in the woid void.
Death Palette V: Isla Mujeres. This is the Last Place. There is nowhere else to go. The punctured juncture of Beat Poetics, Surrealism and Buddhism are rotisseried on the wheel of the quivering meat conception turning on the writ spit in the woid void.