Name? George Bryan Diaz. Place? In front of my P.C., the computer, keyboard, mouse, and music. Smashing Pumpkins, electric guitars, distortion -you get it, the point. My life, now, laid out on some other blog (bunionblood8.tumblr.com) but I quit that shit. Starting over, new project, and after Three books, I'm back, -at it again. Something new, something different. Another piece, ongoing, a blog. Writing, pictures, music, all that shit. Check it. Stay.
Over the rings, and dust clouds I would pilot. This playing overhead, throughout the CLSTR, and generations of RIPS, and old genes, flying beside us. Death would bring me, and my friends together, as Life had torn us apart...
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