Salty Value Systems

The absent element, a refined intellect... something unlike ability but finer still.

Coloring my emotional world with a handful of sand, the wind blows away as you watch held in your palm.

This smell of jasmine... sweet, sweet plants. An aroma you can sense strongly you can almost taste? (But I've never had jasmine before!?)

I say if you sold yourself out to the devil, "Once a sellout always a sellout."