1 something am

 

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 Christian gods in cosmic goo

all alone in her perfect reality , black as absence ,

We are newly born.

Tatanjle

Tatanjle's thoughts sway and dangle like no other, out on under dimensions directing our beautiful members, then Before Aforementioned shine like liquid oil like g babies of animals not yet invented by God or more advanced Institutional becomings of After.

GG

 A good girl roams out of her land owner's complex system of gates and walls and ceilings. The tallest trees loom over her and her black electric hair, two feet at the tips. Green leaves take fire all over her scenery and her eyes' level, rustic colors, old stone, craftspeople have died here long ago.

GG activates lightning in the mind then continues pattering her toes and soles on the flat brown slightly dusty floor of Earth. 

"I better," she says.

Supreme or Supreme both

Dual One

A Duel among Friends 

a jazz piano opus

ala john colt

Ane 

It

A knee in the Temple. 

?

 Beige world no one body, being

"I stand corrected " vampire weekends 

Missing care, teeth that cannot leave 

Visible People 

Smells Like a Rental 

1. Wish You Were Sadder
2. Your Guaranteed Home
3. Water Sweat

 Can I come over at 10 tomorrow. I'll have to leave before 12, going to my stomach with the women in the endless hours I have gotten to the point where X was the head and looked me up to the sky heavy and the other Ladies were cast this way they were to the edge and they all waited for a basic reason is not safe and they were not in a while back to the battlefield this morning in the past and future pain is not safe for us and we will be my best friend to help him out of the snow and he was distracted with his right eye at the end. He had a worried tin nit and a few nights in his life that were sparked to be the same color and the way he did it is the number one of them to some sex noises and they can turn themselves and the other Ladies in their wives and the other Ladies and the other.

Bored Girl's Suicide Blood

bored girls

bored girls

knitted sweaters

Blind Bird swallows a cullable human blond human grey Ghost

The New York city cringe

Office Hours with Tim Heidecker (OHL Ep 213 7/14/22)

As Yellow as a Nirvana , Zen trance sendance , eternal reward : The Wedding of Jesus , the blue sky , coloring book clouds

I was walking slow push a shopping Trolley thru the east side of Wal-Mart in Bastrop, Texas with my mom. - Bad Food

only items made and shipped from faraway china, human right swatch all around the Earth

It's only fluorescent lights

igby goes down

it's back

middle of An afternoon at My house, the TV is On

- - 16 hours a day for fifteen and a half years

The left Sun went away

I was a brownie, we needed a little wanted rain

It came.

Wow, factor 11 and green the time of the Future, Maybe if you want.

washed eye

washed eye

brain turned off

a lone soul

prick under finger

She says Her

  - - - Said it.

Like Tom Waits and Stranger Things

If you walk to the southern edge of the Catskills,

don't give me a chance to cry at your heels.

If you fly like a second-class demon,

what is the name of the ugliest woman?

He does not wake with the moon wing.

The rising sun of Africa

Did you hear and feel the fear of the music and such?

You might stain your fingers.

The feeling of a tall strait tree trunk breaking in half

A spinal cord pressurized in the concrete floor

As it dries completely over 24 hours. 

I lie in, the semi-fancy ruffled Paris Guest bed

A fat silk worm, 200 pounds of wriggling food

A week's worth of flesh

Bodies angle for a catch

Our waters are not deep enough yet

The misleading serene surface of the lake

A nylon line, String, steel hook, shining morning sun, boldly overheating, tangled and frustrated beyond recognition or Breath, Wasted these moments

Unsatisfying

What have We

What Do we

An overlooked forest of reddish brown disgust

In a trial period rust on the brain, happy friend

Take them outback and set them 

To the path towards Gregory eternal 

Bones correct, never a pain, Heaven's at home

However, I meant what now

I mean.

Does it justice?

The meanings Them selfs . . . .

The bloods of sum Innocent Men

The Whites of my "best friend sin"

So Me, so me.

Sunny Lung, not reconstituted or redoubted

 

 

Singing a Song to Think to Know What Is "in" My Mind

A deep sigh

I rearrange particles in my mind

to find out how the liquid of life is blessing my disguises

to rediscover a bloody image in the fiction of the fracture of the Christ.

I make his name up out of the particles which I invented to be my purpose

in the life of this Mind. It wakes up; it goes to sleep; the water wakes up with me.

I try to find a little liquid in the tinyness of crying for dreams.

They don't know what they are to be, but they must seem to themselves,

the tiny dreams that we always figure out.

To find their own names they make themselves seen.

To be seen they must know before, so that they can go where we will always know

how to become what I have

forgotten to be.

My name written on the edge of the sky.

He makes the bloody frame, disguised as my own liquid.

I must confess the rest is down to the historical fiction he writes for himself

in the Mind which we all Love,

so we must know and we must know This.

The End

https://youtu.be/fySMd2JFGgk

God needs my little Word on his lips.

Don't make a mistake, God, don't forget.

God kisses me. God misses me.

God, make me prove my worth.

God in Heaven, God on Earth

God, give us what we finally deserve.

A Never, Always Want Story - Post Wimbledon

for 7 hours, Her kids sit or play on the side of the court, and eat lunches.

A futuristic airplane lands on the court and We get on, tired and well and , obviously , beautiful .

It's like an alien spaceship.

We fly to a nice green village, and live forever, best friends and lovers, best fulfilling lives possible.

Foundations to decrease world suck and increase never forgetting to be awesome. Always being more and more awesome

Better than anywon was

The End

. . . .

These Things Will Make Me Okay

 Lavender Smoke and Starbux Cocoa

I am listening to Crystal Lane by Soror Dolorosa

I'm

Growin Older. I'm

not worth Your Time  I guess.

The Ken Burns Benjamin Franklin made me a bit horny ,  I almost cried ,  like most times ...

I drank a coffee quickly

I ate Chelsea's leftover vegetable tempura with soy sauce.

It made me feel like America  [ my past, I am a child, My Family, all of my nonsense memories ]

It made me and my future seem possible   [ people care for people ,  and  Take Care of Me ] 

[ and All Others ]

It made me an acceptable small beautiful cog

we are all wanting and trying ,  at least a little bit

we are all worth Some thing

We can all Do Something

I do not know What or How

But we are why:

They Are Why

The

End

 Go back away

                Go back awaayy.

He's gotta try to bleed on himself.

He's gotta take It back to us.

 I'm on vacation ... again.

I'm gonna sleep with a mother hen.

I'm gonna peck out the eyes of the innocent ... children.

I am travelin' thru my bloody feelin'.

I will build an old-school Spanish architectural outdoor Arcade out of fire and my own intuition.

I am very far away to practice a sin.

Stop for nothing doin' Nothin'

I am always still Home ... again.

She almost explicitly tells us, in Station Eleven, what matters in our lives, what really lasts, what's really beautiful.

Small visible reminders of the growing number of poor struggling people

- Andee and Hilbert

She fundamentally improved my relationships with reading and writing.

[:

Broken Moon, Flat Hole

I was born to be

Bro-Ken.

Sunday School'll [can] made us

Whole Again.

 From experience 

please check it all. 

I lost my brother in a similar place to a peace of rusty old angle bar. 

PLEASE be vigilant.

[ from a comment under a video about an "abandoned river" ]

 

Gallo y Caballo

. . . .

End of the story:

Will you save or not save  .... a lil goat

In Spanish .... una cabrita ?

Constitutional Remembering

    Rice Paddy 4 fell to Comrad Soviet Blood at 431 p.m. local time. His long messy beard was streaked with green poisonous fertilizer, witnesses reported.

    I coagulated myself in a padded office chair on the war room table, put a red pushpin in the middle of my forehead which was the center of Iran and totally forgot the book, the page, the note, the Word.

The End

  Tyler quinn bot his mom a bucket of roses, No Holly ;

"someone" smelled of Fried Chik N

I can go back to wherever I was born 

Seven days a week

I leave myself alone. 

Gimme the snacks

I never ask for.

Bloodycome on my face;

I am a disgrace

to the humanity

what happened to me what happened to you what happened to me what happened to us?

I am like the cusp on the I slaughtered the Pig on the Mule's back

and the Lamb ate my fingers off.

Joker Wins a Quarterfinal, Mom Talks with Carlos

You need to stop alone

and get a gun

and go back

to where you were born.

https://youtu.be/YNV_NVbfDHs?t=738

Takin' my time, takin' my self out

Of all equations are Neutral....

Doesn't make me different 

Doesn't make me different 

You should be good, you should be them

In our Cartilage 

In our bar which serves Root Beer

          Americans who serve hower power Hart

          Ford, financial dependence.

That is not a case

How good this is.

Goodlife, goodnight

Shed my chandelier

A " GoodChild "

Space to Grow

A Covered Grandson

Sweet Water Rice Canyon

A Potato Gun which takes photos   [The Tourist HBO Max]

A Wounded Bundeslag

 eating a wild ladybug

https://youtu.be/RF9SULnbMNc?t=314 

 

You want to eat breakfast?

I am going outside to ACC, to teach a class about peas, and carrots, sometimes they don't grow but we eat them when they are in the dirt holes. 

ACC means Austin Community College; I was born in Austin, Texas; I teach children as old as twenty five years old. They know things I do not know. They know thinkgs I'll never know.

You cannot predict

or even remember your life. You are like a tiny dot in the spiral of Sand Time....

summer mornings as warm as the fall

A Small Hall

 

 

ahhhh    my night sky is a candle    ahhhh

ahhhh    my night sky is a candle    ahhhh

ahhhh    my night sky is a candle    ahhhh

N Is Black Is Beauty

N's love my c h

Ninjas love my Christmas Happiness.

I'm a white racist woman of the American South.

I'm a ninja hore.

N is Black is Beauty

I go to Vegas for 4 months,

sell my body to some dumb cunts,

get funked and almost raped,

but I make big bank.

I go back to the Louisiana-Mississippi border.

I'm only an hour from the ocean.

I sit on the beach and stare at the Gulf.

I stare at the Gulf and sit on the Beach,

sand between my cheeks....