It is sweeter to wander with the wretched and outcasts than to sit crowned with roses at the banquets of the rich
Elisee Reclus

Wednesday, July 23, 2014


 Throw away the middle classes
Throw away your seeing glasses
And all go home
 Throw away your great disasters
Cut away the rafters
Throw away your father's ashes
Throw away your greener grasses
And all go home
 Throw away your homes and gardens
Throw away your hearts and minds
And all go home



Anonymous said...

You'll realise one day you can't take photos for shit

Anonymous said...