One little warning, have your nose plugs ready - there will be puns.
As a body goes through the molecular disintegration, the individual in essence dies. When the molecules are reintegrated elsewhere, the body is brought back to life.
My question on that is, what becomes of the memories from each body?
As a body goes through the molecular disintegration, the individual in essence dies. When the molecules are reintegrated elsewhere, the body is brought back to life.
My question on that is, what becomes of the memories from each body?
(Why does my brain have to work like this?)
(Why does my brain have to work like this?)
N*SYNC's "Bye Bye Bye" + "One Chord Wonders" by the Adverts
N*SYNC's "Bye Bye Bye" + "One Chord Wonders" by the Adverts
What was is and always will be was...
What will be will be now when now is then and will be was will be...
What was is and always will be was...
What will be will be now when now is then and will be was will be...
I am not a person, I'm a bird named Prophet Wing
and I like to draw, I like to write, sometimes I like to sing.
Say whatever, I don't care, but please just let me do my thing,
Because I am not a person, I'm a bird named Prophet Wing.
I am not a person, I'm a bird named Prophet Wing
and I like to draw, I like to write, sometimes I like to sing.
Say whatever, I don't care, but please just let me do my thing,
Because I am not a person, I'm a bird named Prophet Wing.
strolling through the Twilight Zone... ♪
strolling through the Twilight Zone... ♪
...and more than often, an arrangement is made or broken by its rhythm and percussion.
...and more than often, an arrangement is made or broken by its rhythm and percussion.
the television news is never funny.
At Much-Binding-in-the-Marsh,
the antidote's a picture of a bunny...
the television news is never funny.
At Much-Binding-in-the-Marsh,
the antidote's a picture of a bunny...
But I'm not gonna cry -
I've found some friends among the gloom,
We're now here in BlueSky.
Oh, it ain't gonna rain no more, no more,
It ain't gonna rain no more,
But how in the heck do I wash my neck
If it ain't gonna rain no more?
But I'm not gonna cry -
I've found some friends among the gloom,
We're now here in BlueSky.
Oh, it ain't gonna rain no more, no more,
It ain't gonna rain no more,
But how in the heck do I wash my neck
If it ain't gonna rain no more?