From: the face notice to all that think... they can hear poetry= i read the lines and see o r g a n i z a t i o n break break away break yourself too much sence scents cents live the madness don't hide behind what they think unorganize find youself you are not o r g a n i z e d yet you are not mad they are... "quote" he who hides in the wrinkles of time is mad. . mother? must you be so linear? lin e ar try it try it over here....) they can keep you mad beak beacause you bee believe you are you are not mad they are... stop trying to make cents of that that that makes no cents you can not knot describe the indescibe abel adam caine eve the third that left... my name? mort the flying cow don't ask again....