I am not your true son.

This morning is not the other mornings; it is just this morning.

I wanna put a little nativity bumper sticker on my car. I wonder if anyone will notice. I want to send a message, You Are a Christ.

. - .

Last 3 mtg cards

 Library Graveyard.     Ub

World Enchantment Land 

Except for the first card drawn by a player on their turn, if a card would leave a library, exile it facedown instead.

10, t, exile Library Graveyard: Exile all libraries. You get an emblem with "If a card would be put into a graveyard, exile it." Shuffle Library Graveyard with all cards exiled by Library Graveyard. Put them in a facedown pile. This pile is each player's library until it is empty, then players shuffle all exiled cards they own into their libraries. Any player may use this ability.  (:

Hank the Green Hill Cow Dog.   1

Legendary Creature - Human Dog

Haste.    1/2

If there are more permanents of one color than any other, Hank is that color.

2, t, sacrifice a permanent that shares a color (including colorless) with Hank: Deal 1 damage to permanents of the color of your choice (or colorless). For each damage dealt, deal 1 to that permanent's controller. If a player controls no permanents of that color (or colorless) they sacrifice a permanent. 

Graveyard Library.     Wg

World Enchantment Land

3: The next time a player would draw a card, instead they put the top card of their graveyard into their hand. Any player may use this ability. 

The triangle was born at 2:36.

My mouth was a person

hood in the sticks.

The crying woman flew with her fingers

Over the tiles that big strong men carried

Through the open hangar doors.

They had no money but tied around the backs of their ears.

Hang the children from the tinsel;

They trip on electrical energy, and they sweep

Kisses.

I don't know what to have to look like (7th take)

 

You're gonna try to wanna try to be sane.

This Is Both

Come free my soul until I die all over your grave.

Cannot. Cannot. Cannot.

Why do I say anything?

Why should I say anything?

What is this?

I want to text home to the mental health hotline

I am hiding on the south side of my mom's house

You are you are you are.

Thank you thank you thank you

Why can I what can I

Simply the knowledge of people Being Tortured

And genocides being widely ignored or supported

How to continue

How to cook good meals

How to heal the sick and wounded throughout time and space

Just one question mark at the end 

Of all the questions. 

 

A Little Bunch of Words

 I want a wife without a face.

Semi-brown chocolate

Actualized persimmon floss kit

Corporate media broke my kneecap;

I slid my snake body to the freshly sanitized restroom's door. 

 - instrumental interlude -

As it was it will be the end.

Expensive glass wall

a morning light

   Look at Tall tree leaves

ceilingless atrium

Satisfied angle and shadows.

Filling Gaps

Do you wanna feel

How empty and full

We can be?

https://youtu.be/xFbEYqdpM8w?si=pWAZ0JnODtYl_gkn&t=590

Speed Dating in NYC

The film Mind the Gap

Live your past.

I am living thru Eternity 

We are cuddling and sleeping in mossy root bumps on misty mornings

For the perfect amount of time 

Diet Death

Say it 

In better languages 

The End

 

Dentist in the Desert

       Rent is due. I live atop the hill.

 I don't like the letter r. My name is Gregory Wredberg. I love the word word. I want to change its letters.

In the beginning was the

Iba

Odu

I dunno.

One of

All

. . . .

As Last Time

 I just want to do it all for the last time.

Things change, very secretly, very sweetly 

3. If I can Make it.

want to be careful 

I heard beautiful noises.

A two-way mirror of sound

Do we live in a

Pharmaceutical corporation television advertisement?

I want to paint the luminous dusty stubble and face of my brother . His job is outside putting nails and screws in wood and other stuff.

Also I wanna capture the moving water and light in this big, ole plastic cup with sealife.

We are going to kill time. 

Shockwave of Immortal Belonging

10. Pithy platitude, queer quest-ioning, reality recompense 

Sincere Solitude

The Tend . . .

Tertiary 

Trinity

Tried

True

 Look at me now, so olde

So ready to go

 Shattershapes

Erupt like a ragdoll left in the mud,

Weird smelly cherished 

Taken care of, in every way

Toss out, games done, rotten eyes

Pull off little organ, night serrated

I collect the ending to prove our guilt.

Must be odors, Float away;

Have a yellow-filled Birth;

Wriggle in the pine Plank;

Try to mean anything. 

This is a rime song.

This is a rhyme song, blowing kisses to the merchant factories, I explore the meaning of meaningless. Ships spell themselves under the matchsticks, and I forgot to explore the F**** (focal) points and feelings. I cannot match this foolishness. Why are we happy to go to sleep when the bombs fall on the children of creeps. They fight no one's birthright. Happy, giddy, little wise men give their own tickles to the pig pen - soups cry on morning doves and know that single women are epitomes of single loves. How can we remind us of life beyond the single meaning of worry and time, going further to find. Why have we created this kind

Of [a] Mind, today.

Al Timider

 I went to America with my son, Robin Hood. I was a dairy farmer from southern Senegal. I'm a chunky hunk in a Jamba juice. Help me heal the sick and tired and weak and missing.

 shriveled aborted seeds known as 'chicken tongues'.  Since the floral flavor is lost in the process of canning, the fruit is usually eaten fresh.[11]

These fruits typically have a higher price, due to having more edible flesh.[10] 

Some cultivars produce a high percentage of fruits with 

Quietly The Sun drove to Mini mart.. 

Why are you sleeping underneath my brake petal? I push you down further like a snow-capped reminder that lives inside the blue and purple cream pie fluff

That dances on your eyebrow once in a blue fucking moonscape.  

They derail and deride, and they capture the moments with electric holders. 

They pinch their nipples with grace and tact. They watch the lightning bolts attack their pupils. They explode like lanterns being thrown from the top of the Kremlin, when they explode in Saint Peter's square. They make themselves known all across the internet and the world wide web. 

My snow is dripping through my chest hairs. They make room, the space between the subatomic particles, [ a good soul. ]

 It gets all liquidy in the quarks' faces. They try to peel off and extrude. How can my remembering Head go further than it used to go?

 I want the Sun to explode, and it tastes like the center of the string cheese. Peanut butter has been rotten for at least 1 week, and it's starting to taste like vinegar and mushrooms, under the soil so healthy that Linley can stick her whole hand in and remove and shove the whole damn Into her Mouth; it is tasting just like a kindergarten penny, and grabs the whole history of the Cosmos and the creator of eternity.  He will

 Shape my afterlife with the cool blood and wild snowy climate is ripping off the droves

 Of queens who climb up my team. it's cold and windy. Looking forward to the meaning.

[ It's evening. ]

 Bring it back and lower it into the exactness.

 I predict this as it happens.

Gyms

 Dustin lifts 45 pounds with his left five pound arm. He watches Jolene walk in the ringing glass door. It is 7:45 at a small stripmall in Columbus, OH. The sky gets dark or light, the weather warm or cold. We are the mirrors and the grey clouds and the peeling fake leather and the yellowish foam peaking out.

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Video, Audio:

Cars are nice to live with a polyp in my hair balls. The conjugation of freedom is flowing through the cold wine women of farm Africa, crazy wigger. Sopapilla life and times, i wanna try to go farm a college berth. My friends are dreaming of colonial classics. I jizz in the cars that try on their hearts.

My name is ropes. My ponies are cold. Hi, I am Ohio. My main man is a man of the colonial time befor the trying time that trials give to piles of trying times. They have a poosy, but they don't wanna try to walk to the neighbors' north.

By and bye, the trying guys have a tooth in the movie couth. The highest thing I think about is a white woman  -  when I coexist  -  the trees are quick. The coes are clients.