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phocks

phocks

plays with reality, into evolution, creates sounds, messes with the order of the universe, puts down words
bestiola: Maybe it’s the colour of the sun cut flat, and coverin’ the crossroads I’m standing at, maybe it’s the weather, or something like that. - http://phocks.tumblr.com/post...
@hello_nacho @Miss_Newby It's magical. Think I'll stay here tonight and complete the pilgrimage back to Brisbane first thing in the morning.
a certain strange compulsion to stop off at byron bay; observance of a personal ritual perhaps; sitting on the beach, watching the moon rise
the certain set in of traveller's delirium
@NanoRaptor metaphorical sunsets also are quite underrated..
sunsets
@Musicalamandak thanks, I won't forget, this time!
@NickiGirlStar I've come to not totally dislike Sydney quite as much. I still hate driving in it though, with a passion! Ha!
725kms to brisbane, can i make it in one go, i wonder..
finally freed from the twisted & winding spider's web of sydney streets that had so ensnared me..
annarchy: (via Friends of Type) - http://phocks.tumblr.com/post...
annarchy:
  
(via Friends of Type)
helllopusssy: With the biggest fucking passion. - http://phocks.tumblr.com/post...
helllopusssy:
  
With the biggest fucking passion.
You will come, you are thinking of me, you will come, you will run to me on your thirteen full legs and on all your empty legs which beat the air with the swaying of your arms, a multitude of arms that will seek to entwine themselves around me kneeling between your legs and your arms to embrace you without fear that my locomotives will keep you... - http://phocks.tumblr.com/post...
and with that, i'm off, the open road awaits.. again
twin destinies, taking it slow, going with the flow, oh such solemn fools!
sydney surprises & cheap hostels. amazing
Led Zeppelin – Babe I'm Gonna Leave You - http://www.last.fm/music...
Led Zeppelin – Good Times Bad Times - http://www.last.fm/music...
dark clouds rolling in, stormy skies ahead. wake me when the sun comes out again
thinking perhaps i've been awake for far too long, or perhaps i'm dreaming now..
and a fox with glowing eyes, and a bloodied grin crosses my path.. what omen
inclinations
and the stars align overhead
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