non descriptive avenues the pavements of feels of nothingness the sublime richness of nothingness the hot summer night against the flesh the lights point nowhere n the noisy silence of Pleasantville empty one a Saturday night the bedroom community tied to rythyms of the agora business during the day at hight I night I feel I come alive the mind able to breathe without the distraction of societies virus breath and the snesatn of breath fills my soul as I wait for a ride...

I had spent the previous three ore listening to RadioLaria all their hypnotic music a space blend of melody evoking deep sensation of soul I like t this way away from the crowd and away from the virus the feel of thick summer humidity and the pulse of sexy and the feeling of sexuality and the moody of radiolaria infusing mh soul with with soulful feelings....