ghostism

had my ears filled with the insane beauty of beaches and canyons - climbing the vast grassy hills and crevasses of the the southern tip of wales. feeling like david attenborough in the search of the spotted grass owl. fuck this land is full of energy and quiet. baeches and canyons indeed. picturing black dice in full dark metal get-up playing at full volume on the tip of the gauer. see how the birds fare then.....sweet littel things and all.