Backward through the window the sun rose and the light shone through my window and warped in the mirror zapped and became the moon that marked the morning and time to start the devalution of treatise for subwaycoasting while coffee surfing through hot butter toast tunnels blended the blind passengers with it flashing eons of darkness
that was except to the enlightened ones who drank teas and ate wholemeal bread
So unhealthy, wonderbread police said seeing the enlightened ,more starch and extra soft is good for ya, warps ya already moulded mind into mindset for decieving deadly propganda tv media and makes you all allah haters even if he is a god in a Michael Jackson reincarnation thats gone out of fashion and is discontinued marketing in 10 to the sixth power.So they were all rounded up fed on lies and lettuce made from plastic while goggled to the propaganda machines before being sent out as missionaries for the free world with helmets and grenades and seeing devils in mothers and small children where others saw the angelic and returned to heaven somewhere in the rainforest and chanting HOLA as they cud spanish but not indian s surrounded in the flying of the spirit ritual so they called the DEA to bust them and the forest was burned and chemically sprayed to DESOLATION rOw for the ice age to come to cleanup
Sitting up wiping my eyes I took my meds calming my thoughts and saw I was here with you and another day had began to storytime through in my illusion of reality that
was the only sane way of getting through the insane of billions like beacons in the fog we few few and far between keep shining our light and bleating our horns
MOO MOOO and Dada dada ramadan whitsun nirvana seems like threads of the same octupus it legs entwined all humanity in it grips sucking and eating souls for the soupkitchen to feed the greed of the greedier who have so little soul and too much sole and chablis and hate punctuation the only thing I have in common with the superclass of indiffence and complaceny and the sunrose and the dark came so I as i try tog o to sleep will rest come in this warped myriad of living thoughts that make me undead but not a zombie, zombies don t vote I vote ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Innlegg
