without this colourtext, Hugh would have found it very hard to have written any content to fill this page. Luckily many contributions could be made to this section in testimony to my work > >
Everything must look right, he thought. Squinting slightly at the page to gauge whether the blur that it would cause was pleasing to the eye, just in case someone hard of sight were to attempt to read the page, they would still find it pleasing, perhaps. Newspapers and books and music filled his head, and a need to tap into people’s minds, prodding them to question themselves, spurred him onwards.
Hugh Blainborough, Monocyclist
Up down, pause, think – a lot of pausing really, and a lot of staring off into the distance. With squint eyes. Im not sure if his eyes were naturally like that…
Darryl Ethyl, Explorer
It didnt matter what you thought after a while. It was more about whether you were thinking at all. Soon enough though, i realised that i too had become a robot. When i lost half my back due to rust, i was certain. We have a very strong family unit
Many and anything from my head. Sometimes preconceived at others, blurted forth without plan or reason. Its about making people think.
Its about asking people to question what they know and to question what they are told. Its about leaving an impression. Somehow.
Carlos Hurworth, Writer