I'll politely interrupt your sisters.
When we saw each other at the school
There is more to be.
I am defended by tomorrow.
Defensive and terror,
I am looking at the wall of the face between my eyes and space.
A collection of coagulents, Our brains, minds and eyeballs find out the serious logic to open the one book.
Purpose left my string bean of a corpus.
The wondering pig slept on the distance of the trail.
Wild woolly Practitioner, Please do not stray, keep our lines.
Sitting on my leg, overexposed violet
Something normative, bland constraint
I can Will into icons humans Living
Imagination Instruction Wellspring.
. . . .
I am scared
, but it is impossible for me to explain.
There are too many details for me to convey.
I was a family. I was a film theater with people in them
at the time. They all went.
And then very appropriate weather
Outdoors, I am open to the neverending.
Timely I found the properly correct words
The correctly right words of just
......
Mary, agile
To wit laying down,
Soaked up,
Made international café selections ,
The always Lavender Lotion ,
Free of opposition.
Enjoy the War
O the beauty
We fight the beauty.
We fight for beauty.
This is astoundingly entertaining.
Fall through the Hellish turmoil.
He is beautiful.
It was really something.
One day it will be good, when it is a good day.
Maybe I may forestall
The End
" We
Are
Poisoning you."
We
Are
Passion in You.
We
Are
Fortunates of You.
And we
Are
Poisoning You.
Do, do do do.
Do
Do, do, do....
Do.
Simple drum and strummer
Tones of time.
Tomes, lone.
A line.
Murder then R 13
Body in the small town public park
No one has a newspaper.
Dot com delicious
Supernatural states of justice
This is what the angel in my head mind? tells him.
Mmklllpoihte
Burnt slime
Shallow girlpool
Wishwaiting, unbroken timeless medieval grim Faerie deathclock burning rummage blemish archaic ruin blast blight blush cheek in the overbrush....
White winter woman polyp poppy dream in D Minor dunk slow sewage penis blonde crack crumble husk derelict licking scarred tongues under blue aging child dinner Dusk.
...
This will be a perfect song. Love has died, and no one is gone. Now we come back to the circle. The circle is bloody and bleeding for you and me. I want the Things to sing. They want the Blood to bring us back, to Life. Because we sit under neath the earth, it brings good feelings of muddy blood and Holy shit. I fuck with you, because you bring me Talismans of "happiness" of Jew; He was wallowing with his elbows and his knees. The Sea of Galilee. He blew up the Bank of Nazareth. And he came back from Death. He was a God with His Breath. Blowing down my throat. I wish I were the goat. I will sacrifice every tiny little Lamb. And the tip of my tooth will bring blood for you. I cry, ' cause I give you my 2nd chance. He cuts his mouth with a bloody sheriff's tooth. He grabs the soldier by the mustache. Money grows on a silver cloud. Come down and come back up. I wish we were no one else but us.
Please, Let us love God.
O my Gosh, what is happening to me, with me, in me, by me?
What's going on? What may be wrong?
I said and thought, when I peed out south of my mom's house.
They named it Sandwich Day.
A person named Please
Type my pencil in your Pulses.
Backwards Labia, No one knew me.
No one cries at my Funeraria.
Life's a mystery, burning. I want to scare ya. Why don't I scare ya?
It all makes a little sense.
It all makes a little sense.
It all makes a little sense. It'll make.
Frozen Dam
Frozen Dam
Frozen Dam
Frozen Dam
Fro Zen Dam Fro Zen Dam Fro Zen Dam Fro Zen Dam Fro Zen Dam
A designer designs the purple, pink, blue, grey sky.
Omygod, so beautiful............................................................................................................................................
Britney Spears and tying the loose boots.
Britney Spears and trying to lose boos.
i really wanna live
on Australia
where i can see
the southern ocean.
i really wanna live
.
I wanna be your doorway
Ununderstand
Understandless
Sound reflection
Oh well :empty nest, my brain
Released beats
Unfamiliar Word
Wonder full wise women invest in the local Synopsis of syntheses.
She calibrates total times in forest homes to restore the power inside, leading health journeys, beyond doubt, abolishing frustration.
Suffered suffrage
Beans talk
A little older ,
Meaningful differentiations :
Pinkies wear
Pinkie's Ware.
Pinkie is where ?
Blessed I am shapen Create my will someone
The Stars everything comes back alright
A sewing needle that needed The prince of price.
A shape in the cross okay proven
Shaven blisters, a swallowed vitamin Creampie
I collected my Shore.
Bean bag elephants school bot
A feeler of days Cry animal
Bone swings
Interesting intermittent laden Archetype
Press release full sentence stop
Quickly a Schnee
I Impress you wonder under sweetly silvery car part.
Back of the store sweated Eyelids
You and I talked for some reason.
Difficult to difficult to ( det((er)mine)
Death death, dear death,
Jewish farm plane
Reams of wood plane to peels
Purse of Yellow.
New name for me, peace shrine
Pies of death flow through impervious jungle.
Prenatal my orange sorrow, please, my death,
piss be willing, all punch.
Meal, poverty, harrowed,
Orphaned fire-side
golems of clay and fear.
This that is the promising oval nurse.
[My mom and I watched the last episode of Annika series 2 and the 2nd episode of Navajo Police: Class 57.]
Why is everything okay?
Why does everything mean something?
or other things?
Continued next day.
I cannot remember what This meant to me last time.
Do not be anywhere.
Lost Power Pop Song [that's the title:]
1minute into, drum, add guitar, then add synth then bass
" Burn Your Self
You don't want to feel that you have to go! O-
Don't wanna be normal.
The moon has flooded in a rhyming way. "
1minute outro
The title of the lost song is Burn Your Self by unknown artist. It's like Tribute by Tenacious D. But this is the song, just found again, maybe a bit different from the original.
Demeaned revival
Deliver surprises
Your country is not listed.
Man heated
Ham meated
"O Oh, Shimin-Na-Na" by The Unambiguous Angels
This can't be real.
But it is.
Starting to smell kinda weird, like a big buffet
Or a salad with nuts and seeds
, Maybe a little scotcheroos
Loosened Lucid
My accident ', accidental human
Broke pant
I did forget.
I now know what who how why?
I ask myself to sleep on the inside.
The cherish glum
Dressing disgust
And leave as this is discussed
Discus, the leaves feeling float
Dining
Ten times later, times ten things
A dryer, complete
The loops
Expectable
Expectable
If only I am at the end.
is a novel.
Juanita sits at the bus stop by CVS on South First. On planet Earth, she is 5 foot 3" and 233 pounds. The time is November 2,023 a.d. She looks south for the bus. She is 14 or 41. Her mother is 39 or 93. Her name's Maria.
When does expositive explanation end and narrative description begin?
If you've wondered, the sky is grey, getting greyer. In Southern New Mexico, the average air temperature is 49.8 Fahrenheit. Juanita has cold lips and nose. She bravely sits and gazes in the direction of the expected bus.
The bus driver accelerates across the street then brakes for Juanita. His name's Ted. Or Teo. He welcomes her. The interior lights already shine brightly, because daylight saving time ended two days ago, and today is ending.
Juanita says hello, thank you. She wears a pinkish pastel sweatshirt and blue jeans. For 45 minutes, in ear buds she listens to top 40 songs on her way home, smiling out the window; black depths of urban scenes transgress into a mirror of her face.
She stops, 1333 Parker Lane. Walking to her front door, her hip hitches. She cries, smiling.
The wilderness twilight excites her and itself. She keys open her home.
She sighs loudly for four to 5 seconds, flops her shit down on the kitchen counter and begins to undress.
It's 17:47. She articulates a bathroom ritual. Her cellphone broadcasts a beauty guru's wise words and demonstrations.
Teo drives into his driveway at 19:23. His wife Consuela just finished making dinner.
His jaw, neck and shoulders relax.
Everything begins and burgeons.
2
Juanita incorporates restful intentionality.
She rolls over and snoozes until 9:09. Thinking of pancakes and maple syrup, she rises wistfully, trudges to the sink, washes and brushes, so sleepily, bravely.
The fucking damn Sun rises. The mountain mists. She correlates the coordinated morning tasks, every simple person.
Juanita shows up at the carpool meet-up at 9:54. All 5 other riders admire and esteem Juanita.
Wishing they could be her once,
One of the fuckers listens to of Montreal's Cherry Peel in old headphones.
3
It is NaFaDoYBIMSCoM, so I try to type 2,000 words a day.
John Green patently sits and clay boxes orange and pudge me.
Juanita is 2 or 3 feet from the edge. She relicits.
At 12:03, Terás tests her training skills with unbridled, intermediate uncontained activity. The facility's flashing lights flash, unwarrantedly. Terás tramples the delicate daisies. Already it's 16:46. Suns settle fractiously.
She leans back from the tortuous escape.
Back into the chaos she embarks. Tolls the 2nd shift the intercom.
Blood and cancer
Geminiah
uncapitalize.
4
Maria dies at age. The black and white orchids sit on her peninsula.
She was between 18 and 52 when she birthed Juanita. --
Juanita walks through to the bathroom. She holds her face in her hands and has to try to remember if there are other people out there now. Fluffy pink linen and a toilet seat cover smile at her.
She checks her makeup and dabs. Heading back out into the fray, she imagines fried chicken and warm biscuits.
The clouds pass; Juanita sees the sun.
Sundays at 6 she gets ready to go to get the community room at Southern Mutual Baptist ready.
On her birthday
Juanita wakes up tired.
On the Death Day
Everyone retires.
The real
On Menchaca and William Cannon
In the Litany of Divine Absence at 2 minutes and seconds,
I walk vigilantly through a shining kind forest
Curiously and now is the wilds of france 1499 a.d.
I may be a maiden of 17 with a white gown
Not sleeping, never tired.
In Bloom and .... Blooming
every animal who came to the mind
at this possible moment,
Never Bible, a skant ship
Wean Cloud.
At 3:37, the slain concrete, pavement condenses
Higher than high hopes.
Giant sigh, look king up
Glassblue tints
Break Away the corner office executive.
At the time of sky
This now
1:48 of the Sleeping Dream.
Lit Any
i want to post a least once a month, just a little diary, keep track of my self. I thank you, bye now. { :
After a few minutes, santa ana by sun kil moon is one of my favorite songs ever.
I drew a picture inspired by it.
It just feels good.
I am going to eat biscuits in a few minutes.
I wrote this on paper; you can see the photograph:
"
Saturday november 4th 2,023 a.d.
02:4ortysomething
I am making frozen biscuits.
I am strange , in relation to People.
I must do these thing to be human to be myself.
How R U? I drank 2 much wine.
a few ago i put on a guided meditation on youtube. He is a british voice.
Sleep and lucid dreaming
How can we help ourselves? I do not know. I am lying in bed , semi colon , I am too crooked.
Why is Posture always seeming too difficult to me?
I put butter between the biscuits and the foil. They cook twenty five minutes.
I hope to God I sleep and feel better.
I began drinking about one p.m. My forehead hurts . . . .
"
Santa Ana is a city in california I believe
I'm being serious. Everything is important to itself (and me). One may feel not important at times. All have intrinsic value. Each entit...
I extradite my plight.
In the middle of the night flight, we tried to argue on how right the fight might light.
here goes now . 11-3-2,023 a.d.
I uncovered Land of the Loops. Holy Music
God Loves children. An all ages Showing
UP for human capital reprogression
Program your Menial Soul
Merchant Fact Action
Lis Ten In Ten tly.
I ampiguously implore you in everlastin
empires
Function As a Special Operative
I en trust y'all a opine
foos Pine foor FOOQ Me;
False Chinese Wea pon
ANiPhilactic organ ism most
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and humungeneous , all Fall
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