I have the feeling, and someone told me that, as the mind is the queen of the senses so is breathing the queen of the mind.
Opening the chest, the bringuing for example brought by a body consiousness, an leting all the sacred heart of the Christ air in you and feeding you. That sponge valley, covered in plasm like cilia, is it two lungs because it's diatomic?
is the most attempt attempt I've partaken in.
I feel weird.
I hereby declare my favorite food: oxygen.
Opening the chest, the bringuing for example brought by a body consiousness, an leting all the sacred heart of the Christ air in you and feeding you. That sponge valley, covered in plasm like cilia, is it two lungs because it's diatomic?
is the most attempt attempt I've partaken in.
I feel weird.
I hereby declare my favorite food: oxygen.