well maybe it's the year 2,300 holding back enough for us in temporal mechanic's eh;- and therefore maybe a person need's space to groundedly think first.

 

thing's have occured, none will be forgotten;-

but forgive me, maybe not everything will

be got to straight out, straight away.

Because in the end, I am still only me.

and yer know what i'm figuring yeah, hmmm

and a rather inferring pair of a so;- but...

i ain't changed;- i must groundedly think 

or crash out, wha'ever. go away, be at

distance. Well a person wouldn't have

groupies if they were complete unknown.

oooh moly, erm;- as it's still rather quite

some new's to me. Well how's it go then;- I

must must even then, remain groundedly me still.

And that being so, let's not be changing innately

all of a sudden. Right now, like wha'ever, fuck off.

Well i need to NOT feel i'm famous, weren't we on

the way to stanley in the falkland's still.

fame is not as fame does;- i am as I do.

still as it was;- no reason on earth

as i was being, would ever change.

well i need to get head my around this, for

myself first, or what's the damn point

for anyone after subsequently anyway.

if i'm clueless as to 'what's going on'

if anything geordie la forge at

clare's accessories, is in...