in_stanţe_burgheze

is it the friend ship some topological rule of being... hole one  strange data set errors connecting us in lines, overlapping time and space... in some unique matrix or in the pure chance on someone's dice throw of luck Must Not Intersect Or Touch Must Not Overlap Edges and Points the Vertex Distance geometric coordinates yet algebraic walk  friends with benefits friends in need friends by choice friends for good  why do we love why do we hate what is being in the eye of the friend or/and in the eye of the arch enemy why when I feel you like some ghost in the shell when I find you in some ghost time letters and I miss you  yeah... that too...  you, my friend...  ship... on the seven seas with my heart on the cart and my pirate mind in the sail, wind and waves  my color and my octave of being right on some simple math my sole idea my word and my thought in sadness and in joy  my arrow into infinity... my echo, rain.bow... you...  Mending Or In...