Well then we will be eating lunch without Panda.
I tried to explain that if you put it on the streaks it would scratch the surface we look into this engraving, this sign of friction we are oh so attracted to as if something will be finally revealed we hadn't discovered before such a vulnerable moment the scratches clash the texture of the clean dream the sand you swallow for tomorrow is a sake at stake the cause you breathe believe you seem to see to reasonably believe in theme from which it bleeds follow the stream and as it follow works it through tomorrow gold to slip to swallow for the life like night I can't even imagine what you thought up, what you would have brought up had you pondered all that life is it just begins at one moment so cold it hit and then the senses diminish on a path towards consciousness IT IS CONSCIOUSNESS WE ARE PEOPLE. PURE ENERGY THAT'S IT YOU ARE CONSCIOUSNESS YOU ARE NOT A FUCKING STIMULUS ROBOT YOU JUST INTERPRET BUT THE CONSCIOUSNESS ITSELF IS INTERCONNECTED THOUGH ALL THINGS CONSCIOUS AND IT IS THE DRIVING FORCE OF THE ENERGETIC MAKEUP OF ALL THINGS ITSELF.
