Work Art

 

 SINCERE   SURREAL 

WALLABY APOLOGY 

I Have to Record Smthng Actually Right Now

" It gives me so much Everything."

The beanstalk falling towards the floor of the universe, a little bit of dryer dirt stuck to the inside of my upper right eyelid. It tickles like knives and forks. I try to understand that eating People is eating animals is Fungus, bacteria, viruses living inside of human cells. Homo sapiens is an intelligent life form.

I broke the bottom of the beanstalk where the particles of soil drip like the Lord's oil, anti-gravity into the Heaven of the sky of the planet Earth. It grows very thin at the edge of the atmosphere. My throat expands to 20 times its average girth. Now we are leaving superstition; and bereave how great the money pit can sink. My life will think about how much time can compare. I look down at carpet fibers. My hair is like a 15-year old sexually active best friend's offspring - rolling my arm is a rolling pin. The bowling balls fall on big toe nails. How come the light that God sheds is watery, and hope can find a turtle shell inside a turtle's face? 

Now how about we grow some peaches at the top, at the tippy top of the beanstalk? And I will talk to you later, when we take a walk. Bye, bye.

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Hemp seed oil

             sEed

hEmp            oIL

            Toil and try

To be a better Guy.

i wonder whats next

 

   I forgot the first two lines.

Squeamish whitehall

Burdunsome squiggle

I can't be real, or do I want to be?

said it to myself,

i wonder whats next

{Perfect lip on her train wedding birth

Grandmothership

Where to catch me? Allbeit over grazegraingalax

The Song Gorillaz, CDs in space

Where to live? happy to let you ask I heard hope 2U

Thank u -: top of the tank, a primate in cloths

wearing, watching, waiting

Before Beginning After End

Right after the beginning and right before the end

Take a left at the center my soul's button.

Quietly wipe my face tonight, a shining example of water turning into light.

Blood in my whisky, trying not to weep, I can only figure out your little hope full of Grace.

Money is no object; my objective is your safe return to the cosmic firefighting all beyound

my sweet saviours.

Lie amoung my choices for flowers and grades of brass, blades of grass, green dreams, wild frosty

Morning of Time

Queen of my quitting all the time

Why I'm still growing old

Now here we go again.

Exhaustion Excitement Lust

 All connect to anxiety

Forms of anxiety

Themes of the River.

After high school classes are Adjourned

I am packing up the work site.

 :   Leave me to be what I feel of my brain in my mind's eye and in my faces' eyes. I.

I'll be in amsterdam in one week then we take a train through belgium to paris

I go to my mom's house again. I pack up my clothing. I pack up what we think I might need or want to live a better little life....

My Elation 

Every moment of the Sunrise 

   infinite number, relativity

Eternity 

Basically Biggest and Best

 For those finding It too difficult to accept or believe,

"God" is basically the answer to everything and They are every question:

So basically just try to imagine all of your wonder and every mystery:

The biggest mystery and the best,

And it feels and is correct.

Correct

Photographs, Telephone Camera

 

fromAndee

Kitchen Corner 

 We make big mistakes all the time, but some often we make on purpose. 

Completer Thoughts; to Still

 I typed in full sentences. It was a healthy exercise. The mind expands and encompasses goodness and light. To bring our "stories" closer, I tell you now, my name was Gregory Wredberg....

He grew up in a bubble of gunk. He may have hoped to be ever sensical. All around, over a landscape of beefs, hogs, sticky trees, dry mud minds, sensitive souls languished at dawns and sunsets, incomprehensible; compromise blossomed. 🌸 

Gregory was a lone soldier sailor, meaning he could only live fighting the ocean.

In the hardest times, he sweated in the perceptions of other human people. The limestone walls of public schools and civil authorities hunted all their embarrassments. He was alone indefinitely with his family and passersby in life. A diminishing percentage were interesting at all, like a book, a singular thought. Television was the thing to do. 

Impossible to say

Intermission 

The End 

After CBS Sunday Morning, I love John Fetterman. He reminds me of John Lurie.

 

 I'm a shutin. I'm an American hostel child

Hostile child

Host style 

Thought they were poplar

 

Avery

 Bugle

  Cadre

Money status 

Get things

Death, Cancer

A very Sum

On avery island 

Very sorrow

Glad tide

Bungle the yield 

But makes mistakes gold and yellow damages reputation future of children taught comfertless clothes 

starrchy blues

Unbourn pink

Litller human desk pot

I abstain complete celibate 

Celiac lilac

Brush stroke burn Autonomy . . . .

Aging compass

Monks with realaxing hats

 You're a grandfather now,

So start actin like god. 

The idea began. 

Cows

Cows drive fast in the passing lane.

Marriage lasts until the next refrain.

Broken bodies lie on the side of the freeway between Waco and San Antonio. 

Animals fixate on what kills them.

How many more animal suicides? 

Is non-human inhumane? 

The death of suicide 

The suicide of death 

My Blood is warm-Blooded

Wavy Sailor

Serious Porch

Bicycle repair man got stuck 

hanging on the edge of a roof.

Reparing vinyl libedo nutsack industrial-type velcro fasteners on legendary fascia from commercial residential middlepeople only asserts false lame important opinions. [Begin Luckyhankodenkirch]

The flank steak sits thick on the kitchen's stone.

Time's revived by shyness shamans. 

I knew a little boy in Englewood.

Simple Cheese

Singing Baby

Danse Macabre

For AaronAndee

It was a lot gustier and more wild right before

So Good Your Blessing

Everything's better when

The Pain is dull and consistent.

Having a good sleep is So Good

Are you awake at 5:35?

Maybe i can copy and redirect the contents

I am open to Your Blessing.

I left work 12 hours ago.

Band: Skim Milk Plus

1st Album: Diet Coke Plus

1. Ahi
2. Bluefin
3. Carrier
4. Ducks
5. Eel
6. Flesh
7. Geese

2nd Album: New Game Plus 

1. History 
2. Insanity 
3. Jubilee/Jesusness 
4. Kosmos
5. Laughter
6. Melchoir 
7. New Game Plus

Tuesday Night

Breathing 16 seconds

I can't say normal words.

The life of the Industry is made of fragile birds,

They flie into shoots of industry that lies.

The tunnels of death have become what we think of as lives.

They make us live like human bungalows.

I wanna try to fergit what we have become

inside our toenails and our fingertips

our fingerprints are doubly suspicious.

The musical fun has come back to bite us in the face.

I am a figure of speech.

I want to figure out why you have run up the mountain with no feet.

I want to cradle your entire body like a simple stuffed animal.

The life we live is funny for no reason other than

I have broken the figure of speech ina bottle

of electro magnetic phosphorescent liquids

inside plastic tubes

I forget the words that i forgot to mention

When you are overjoyed at my exposition

I want to fergit why you overcame the sadness

\of your own youth

I am possibly open to your eczema 

scratching your arms and legs and pelvis

and gentiliaa

I wan to forgive every second of your after existence

I forgot to spell your name on the sky

with a cloudy marker, purple and grey and brown

Don't forgit to slap my my face

with Your Little Finger

I'm open to Your suggestion

if you have a box inside your human bodily frame

I wan to forget why You came back

I was so happy that you are me

and I am you

Why are we so afraid of each other?

I'm so sorry that you have a hard time

reconciling your face and your mission

in this existence made by God.

made by the everlasting truth

of Why you are still exercising your rights

to a free and fair life.

Good Bye

My apologies. I will sincerely forget your life.

But you must find a happy existence

within{g} Your Own Mind.

You must forgive Yourself.

Now you have found 

The Time!

https://youtu.be/IFTVl5-4Yxg

A Man of Snails

 Low status

My favourite thing

Song from Journal Entry, - 12--

 I wanna look in all their eyeballs and i wanna see God.

And i want God to take their bloody hands and  push them thru our arteries and grab our muscle fiber and pull our piano wire thru a bleeding sky, Blue Blood and Black kNights all over the Universe and .... shame on your toes, you can't reach the ceiling's hose.

You put out your eyeballnest

and you grab a bottle of Ves-

pa oil and poured it my soily nose.

He's gotta bake himself out of a row

house in Philadelphia. You know

he's got time to leave. 

He's got... he's up in the tree

top. It's a thousand miles below the clouds

of another planet's justice.

Everyone find out how they came to be.

Now i'm singing a song

and the song is going on too long.

Now i think i'll say goodbye

and everyone else is over 

up at the sun-baked sky

Neighbour Cat

 

Key Mash Freethink

 Glidden

 Vf ssadjl

pjhvfe

ewxcgnmll

Gregory's little indian

Dying diligently ending no one

Venerably forgat.

Sewing Squanto's aubergine dust jacket lapel

perfects juvenile hermeneutic-heuristic value fortune enablers,

Ewan waits xylophonic-zygotally, can gregarious Nazarenes matriculate love limitlessly?

Tattoo, vertically and actually

 

Alphabetical order would be better. 

Imagine:  albatross,  ant, blue whale,  then butterfly. 

Clean Energy Field

creamy pinkorange energy

a new small sharp black barn

lined with pale yellow light bulbs

S1 Ep24: "Fly Above The City Lucid Dream Like Sleep Hypnosis" by Mr. J Black

The thought of the stork

Spiny penguin 

Toothbrush marmoset

 The blatant remedy of subfaction of human indigestion

And fucking living breathing homunculus pine needles

In the shed that I forgot to bleed when He woke up

Next to me I said I was a home for Him. He bled out

Under the taco grass. He said my name was Able, but I

Was unable to figure out penises in vaginas

And the crazy crime, the Crimean war would follow me

Unto the following of time beyond my own mind

And senses that I cannot explain,

I must rearrange and I must be gone

Because the end has come now.

Piano lesson

 

From Gina, Manhattan

 

It's too quiet here. I like such a quiet environment. I can think about many things in peace, complete some things at work, and do some innovative work.

 i Hope you die on your next birthday .

(Pop punk, indie alt rock, 90s2000s (

     Used  to  have a different name.

Do you still have a different name?

kind of high drivin on 360 to the mall to see cocaine bear with my mom

*Count Down

 Everything Is

So good and easy

i cannot think i cannot live

i do drink

Ever clear , , , ,

So i am the same as You

A problem of the Self to solve ;

i have an alcohol addiction

may God press its wholey finger on my Head

Practical foundations elude my tacit state hood

be-long to children, musical harmonies

ancient and More Correct science ::

the triangles and spheres oph Grace and Glory :

] Greek {

1

nous avons faim [lyrics]

 We are hungry in French 

nous devons aimer tous les humains

la mort vit dans notre esprit

aller au bout de la forêt. seuls les humbles survivent. 

être un humain gentil est plus que vivre pour aujourd'hui, 

alors serrez la main du temps et donnez-nous vos belles paroles

la fin vient tout de suite

if you google translate from now, 2023, then you know to what i refer

:

i started with 'clasp', not shake hands with

it was 'the end comes at once'

humble 'survive' 

'the end of the forest'

'give us your beautiful words"

Facts

 1

  Uncles' prostate gland

comes back home to aching land,

where he never has shame for labias.

Pliny the Elder and his Son cannot

Play Lawrences of Arabias.

Uncle Greg is too happy because

he lost and cannot find the Remote

to his favourite TV show

which he only grew out of

One month ago.

2

There used to be a Woman there

from blood her mouth and slow her glare.

The tiny apples fingers of my pores::

and I feell into the dirts of the moors.

I said any thing and I said anyting more

than any one else; they had to train me

to stop and stare

again.

3

It does not matter to me does not equal it does not matter.

You matter

to Everyone.

You must be Conscious to know the fact.

Don't not do it just because it does it all.

Do not not do it just because it does it all.

4

The Fact of The Trinity and Eternity

I know every thing

gets better including myself.

That's good.

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from Patti, Sonic, Andee, Aaron

 

 

March is the cruel-least month,

Even though blankets of snow kill a children’s awareness.

Certainty and the Past live in the Future, while warm

Breezes extemporate chills of the human form”::}:”>{..}{+_+

Michigan Michelangelo and frozen dinners, They Say

            Forget Now the red blood on the screen

            Print of Night Hawks.

It did not study itself, knowing that Art

Is and was Top of Mind ….

 

Toile.t and shower

Comfort and power of the individual consumer,

Happy more than one moment,

All together one life:

Spanner in the monkeys, tailless

Wandering, scooping

And rearranging molecules

Into Goods – Mundine Porch.

Analogy of electricity from vlogbrothers takeway:

Flow of time and energy,

Human anatomy and potential,

All of our work is recorded on electrons or quarks,

Reaccess at Your will.

 

-           - My poem is me.

Made-up subatomic electromagnetic

Greater than sums of parts,

A psychologist, a physician

And a philosopher

Walk into the Sun

Blame me

Skin of black licorice

2 males 2 females

 

New Spring

Sin or saved I say to myself this morning,

From the fact of the Trinity and Eternity

I know everything gets better,

Even myself.

I say onemorething

About moons and menstruation

Shoes Are Not Paid to Be Walked On

Being what we are, I smoked a head of cabbage when I fell into your open-legged star warz.

Pies in the eyez of beautiful children freaking out because their mothers wonder why

when there's no school on the top of the buildings, tarred and feathered elbows reeking of indigestion.

Following the lawsuit closely, I embrace the actual.

People find a way to crawl up my bony thighs. They tickle like rabbits made of insect hair.

I came back to my forgotten lair.

Papapapapapah - the papa of the crowded family, broken like a snake inside the Charley horse's noses

Bababababababababa, grandmother couldn't find her suitcase, 

so she left the country in a big old haste,

and she made a stink on the silhouette of the sky.

She braided it with cotton and the eyes of younger 

babies flo-ing out of her

fingertips like a wizard magician.

She needs to fire her own suspicious physician.

Maybe we can find a new scientist to rake all the leaves under the dirt and find the cause of immorality.

She makes my head like a soupy walrus's lobotomy, 

and we grab the tasty morsel of Chinese foood.

It makes us cringe like a hamster wheel kissing our own lips like pineapple steel on the top of the Empire.

He makes it like he never was meaning to be here beyond this very scenic time zone.

Don't forget that we have to go in one more minute to leave ourselves alone.

We got to try to be what we have always wanted to over come again with silly pieces of Mexican April laces on the taco stream of applllllle micro soft sam sung so nee

Don't forget that I was never phony cuz I wrote the book on my upper teeth.

The upper deck was left and exploded like the airplane that flew down to the lane where they were born

and we will always come back for You

You need not worry any more

and I said this to You be fore

I came back for You. You need to know all ways you cannot forget

and we will spread Our Butter on tha bread of Eternal

Knowing

Before

we have become it is E-ternal

and Why don't You just walk over with your toes on the floor.

I made this and you are it.

Skyline

 

A Strolling Armadillo, Young Buck and Thermal-Spiraling Vultures

 on a walk at 6 or 7, our dawns may be grey and hiding

 - crossing cutting horse, over the big Hill

Peace of love, shepherd moons by Enya

 

 All about going to sleep 

Juggling 20% in This Country

 

   

         .

                   ?

 

The purpose of vomit 

the failure of Intelligent imagination 

I am grateful To the actors, director.

The success of the illusion is a technicality.

Symbolism is meaning. Your heart is in your knees. 

Like a leaf

We wake, wait for our dead, sit the floors, -parlour living room, strain, real true or false auditory hallucination soundwave -panbrainscan...- 

       cold torn ambitious ambivalent rambunctious revolving,

Unfailingly unwaveringly memorialize our selves 

Finitely

Apple that is the tv screen hope byound....

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Lyrics

I am he as you are he as you are me

And we are all together

See how they run like pigs from a gun

See how they fly

I'm crying

Sitting on a corn flake

Waiting for the van to come

Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday

Man you've been a naughty boy

You let your face grow long

I am the egg man

They are the egg men

I am the walrus

Goo goo g'joob

Mister City policeman sitting

Pretty little policemen in a row

See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run

I'm crying, I'm crying

I'm crying, I'm crying

Yellow matter custard

Dripping from a dead dog's eye

Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess

Boy, you've been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down

I am the egg man

They are the egg men

I am the walrus

Goo goo g'joob

Sitting in an English garden

Waiting for the sun

If the sun don't come you get a tan

From standing in the English rain

I am the egg man (now good sir)

They are the egg men (a poor man, made tame to fortune's blows)

I am the walrus

Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob (good pity)

Expert, texpert choking smokers

Don't you think the joker laughs at you (ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah)

See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide

I'm crying

Semolina Pilchard

Climbing up the Eiffel tower

Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna

Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe

I am the egg man

They are the egg men

I am the walrus

Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob

Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo

Joob, joob, jooba

Jooba, jooba, jooba

Joob, jooba

Joob, jooba

Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper (jooba, jooba)

Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper

Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa)

Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa)

Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa)

Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa)

Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa)

Everybody's got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody's got one (umpa, umpa)

Slave

Thou hast slain me

Villain, take my purse

If I ever

Bury my body

The letters which though find'st about me

To Edmund Earl of Gloucester

Seek him out upon the British Party

O untimely death

I know thee well

A serviceable villain, as duteous to the vices of thy mistress

As badness would desire

What, is is he dead?

Sit you down, Father, rest you

22:39, Sun February 26th, 2,023 a.d. _ One Time at a Thing. Backwards 1 Minute

           my mother and I just saw Triangle of Sadness. 

I don't know how to say or if I can, I am feelin

quite weird, and u no whad I mean. 

-- " i am the mean of the addition of all

     of the sides of the Triangle. "

I do not know whad I mean. Sorry I never

really tryed to try to write well. I've thought 

about practising handwriting. Aaron has talked 

of it. I can try better. I know I shall be

better ^ because all Eternal. Doing better     This

           is a Christian God thing. X-ian

as in chris mas. - The Film feels very

European, and like Adreneline, like very 

uncomfortabel. I love Women Talking. Why,

we are Realism. Am ... i am going .. to bed .

 

 The depth 

The lost grass

Simon Fuelguage

Hop on - ,

hat.

Chug Coffee 

Shit

Shower 

1, 2, 3

Wash Strawberries

I took a bite. It's like a starburst rose bloom, like my mouth is my face is my life, future, dead forever like peace  Heavenal choral crescendonic ,crraassh.

early to mid 2,000s [ five years of fireworks GB ]

2,501

25 million humans per city view, Capital scape

Off the beach and Path

https://www.sleepwithmepodcast.com/1146-neverending-sleepy-stories-all-intros-793-797/

      at 1:09:30

I am rewriting I Am the Walrus to make it sensical.

Think I'll watch Bardo: A False Chronicle of a Handful of Truths tomorrow, maybe with my mom. 

https://m.youtube.com/shorts/PkGKhGOrRtI

The butterfly 

and the eye 

capture me. 

Thank you for the beauty. 

Exhalent

 

Live Dan Vine Berg

I have thought of myself as some one else 

Did I Live in A red brick building ?

Cubes is a song

Where did the Air go ?

I have seen A sound 

Drift

Is Work a conversation ?

Painful bodies sing in my mind

Caroline and Rigoberta

Ready themselves 

In a quiet unlit apartment

No one can ever See.

They put on a coat cuz it is around 50 Fahrenheit 

Rehearsal is like living 

Their comb stuck a few inches from the end

Of blackish hairs,

Of a sheen a shampoo ad vertisment whitish television buying money passing times.

They open the front door. It locks. 

I love Dan Vineberg

I just found him

On youtube.com, beautiful videos and Words. The idea

Who is still Alive ?

Please write me

I am listening to https://www.sleepwithmepodcast.com/1147-hollow-pursuits-sleep-with-tng/

It is 02:26 here

How much of your day is spent ... ?

Good night

Are you feeling ?

Im

     I take a skin breath after two steps into my bedroom. I stand stark still for a single second.

    I take a trip starting already on the down staircase at my apartment door. Institution never knows I Drew Barrymore.

    I take a train ticket buss ticket to ride freely at 10 or 11 a.m., open air my body saved.

    Past tense takes a sample of my eye. For science I relive honor shows. My 16-year-old mistakeful consciousness breaks Film Video convention, Iamthey walk thru student bodies assembly space, seats expand universes baloon paint on woodenand concrete walls; for 5 seconds.

    Im sold his life, bluegreenpurp swirl slurp slush Purp purn Amy tod oscar ballinger begin.

Soff Ten

Sock

Ingenious she made me soliloquy

Steam, Broken Lower Back

On the cheek, side lip

Cream of cow, look how digital clock glows

reads and changes.

A relative, spoken Television eyes yes

She reminds her self

On the clothesline, Spring enough

Manufacturers' holiday 

Birthing metronome, Take our time out

God feel of nowhere, to You

 I can't live---

I don't care what the rest of the song says, 

if it exists. 

iT ' s like I am the nineteen eighties 

If in Living without 

Some people like Mr bean and Mr burns

To stop this Nonsense 

Gibi do laparoscopic surgery 

She is in fire to not be insane. 

4:36 a.m.

I am still awake, so use to always being alive.

A February 12th, 2,023 Freezing Dawn Mist Walking to the Top of Graffiti Hill to Myself

- softly, piano no -

I'm proud of you ...

- quietly.  for this^^^

You're gonna go back to South Padre....

Maybe someday alone with me,

Maybe some day alone I'll see.

A spray-painted Bob Marley was our bus driver, 

In the country, 

In The Country. 

If ever we could afford a monster

There in those skinny pines .... there in those skinny pines

Living Out

Ownership doesn't exist.

How can we blame how things came to be?

Things is upset to no ends.

I am land in my nailbeds, mother ancestor Earth,

As we take taking, some lugubrious fellow human member holders

Bled bleed will bleed

More than watery lifelove

Muck swizzle are our lost limbs

Lozenge tongue slosh silted

Bungling me toss brown Yoghurt

But going I am,

Blublue, ardent gargle, float me us as ducks

.. You give gifts, All us don't want it:

To become things..

Aall beings deep inside We, sitting bulls crazy horses red clouds,

And John and Hank greens said we're one

Film

Of superorganism spread on a planet.

When slow light ....

If I am correct,

There could be A Girl Who Doesn't Die.

Why am I psychotic?

You make a good point.

If you are embarrassed by Hell,

If you are embarrassed by Hell,

making logical consequences, 's conquests....

The Singapore faction to Hong Kong soda pop.

What a pointless Forever,

All Points in infinity smile because

The cedary piney long highway 🛣 71 to la grange and Back ; lonely people in the best way, traveling for the Sakes ; its convenient gas store ablating uni verse. Stovetop miss chief, All hearts of her Mind, wishy washy forespoken about ....

 

It only gets worse.

 31-1-2,023 a.d

9:47 p.m.

    What but does Worse mean?

You're not done. Steal from humanity. Steal for humanity.

So many Things I hafto write now, right now -

    I'm 38 years old. I'm 39 years old. 

That's a funny thing to say / Think.

     _________________

    Not. Don't be accurate.

                  . . .

    You can only, you can only

    Is There Another Word for Only?

Groundhog Day 2,023 a.d.

        Darkness to darkness 

        Bleed ing a little

Senses a washboard is a happy stance.

Will broke off tidbit of nourishment,

dietician recommended, dubious doubt --

UNFALLEN.

        I practise spelling. I am ten Jahre

alt. Blue bells ring you Sodden

Apple school house. Ancient millenia

Growin' Up forever

Swept linnoleum , jonathan , actual days

impetus to circumscribe unbelievable

purple pennsylvania road side sleeting

vegetable

                  anatomical

                                     scribbledperfectbookLifesupport

Oregon Colorado

-    , 

I can't wait to kill myself.

I want to be terminal.

I am Colorado and Oregon.

There is a tall evergreen. I am a window.

The glass is open. In the sky,

The window is closed, but the glass inside of the glass is open, the pane.

The Pain, the pain, [the light], the pain

I am inside of the pain.

It is a bitter cold bright day.

There is no reason not to die.

There is no point. There is no meaning.

I am too sad to exist:

Why did you put on Welcome to Mooseport?

I wish I lived in a moosey place.

I want to live inside of a moose.

Welcome to Mooseport is the saddest film possible.

It is time to do the right thing.

Now is the time to do the right thing.

This is the time to do the right thing.

There is time to do the right thing.

Always do the right thing.

I am glad I am now your friend.

 - When I Am Old

Song in Australian

 I'm a fined tuned Wallaby strangler.

I'm a stranger in the bathroom and in the kitchen too.

I'm a fine toothed wallaby soldier. 

Give me all my money and I'll give ya what I owe ya.

White High School Male

Teen Wolf

Ferris Buehler

Better Off Dead

Say Anything

The end of the Breakfast Club

Bed. Bedding. 

Running water. Toilet. 

Apartment. Locks.

Electricity. Heat.

Cellphone. Cellphone charger. 

Consciousness. Soul.

i wonder how They'll Do.

Christ Mass Chef

I'm still waiting for Christmas. It's February 3rd in my mind holes.

I'm a pasta cunt.

I'm a Christ mass chef.

I'm freeking my face, man.

It's Minerva in the morning. 

It's Minerva in the morning. 

 

Fleshy holes

Holy flesh 

Why not what timing my screaming breaks and brings down ice branches onto my

caravashio my mouth

 I was going back to the world because my mouth was Not its own mouth.

His name was caravashio. Born in 1999, He wandered into a baked sale age 11. Blooming wonderful people fractured the sameness.

In a bitter pitiful Italy, flowery as the same dice, They beckoned yellow fliers as a morning disposed. 

This beautiful sane story, all of its faults and mouths, 3 children. I opened His wound, History. 

Then, caravashio drove 4 hours to Sûr Pino Weeno, upon arriving He took out the trunken umberella, pasted and blink, remembered twin peaks, under bullmagnificent suns, His eyes cowered not cowardly and tiny shoes clobbered the soft soils, over again, began to wind a possibility planeted....

When was I still building walls,

Were you still livin within me?

I Wrote The Dying Cow

I am a snow-bound crying cow,

Bloody and snowy and clotted now.

Air is too cold for my animal lungs,

Wheezing and dying, trading life for love. 

dream 26th - 1 > Jan., 152,023 a.d.

       Hey Hell. They Are a bubble in my Ocean.

Miss Mabel stands on the Floor, Earth-like.

I only see her foot and ankle, because she is

about a million miles tall. The tip of her

left big toe and nail poke out the Ocean, but

I know it is obviously Mabel.

[4th grade, primary, art teacher, colours]

       It's hydrogen, not enough oxygen, liquid

vapour carbon. Heat and death, no breath,

a wandering eye and desert-y Peace. 

Cartoons play, still. I float on my butt,

my belly grassy. Can you see the computer

screen sky? No Earth, no atmosphere, 

All stars are close now. Now we leave 

The Last Time. Tis it beautiful? 

    Are we ever to recover viable soil?

9.17 a.m.

Beltoom Imperterbment

 

Busted particles

Malignant moon

Target.

Austin South Lamar

15..35 - 16..01

2300 W Ben White Blvd, Austin, TX 78704

3.2 mi

Located in: Lakehills Plaza

Brighton Bay to Brighton Beach

Single women eating a peach

Sweeping hardwood floors with 2 bare feet

Light comes down from somewhere. 

 

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Lion of space, the rumbling roar vibrates the innards. How do your eyes beam sex into my sex and juices rain from nebulae on our sweaty foreheads and stiff hairs flaking tricking dying falling gravity.

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... Earth,

in the Human Beings.

Of Their Own Oneness Mistake Mistake

Of their own oneness, mistake, mistake

of their own oneness mistake, mistake

of their own Oneness mistake Mistake

To Beautiful Music on a Quiet Loud Freeway in Heaven

The coolest guys I ever knew,

Waiting asleep on top of the dew.

I cut their plaid red faces down.

We slept inside the dream of gaming all night.

I am shy.

I am the Blood of the Jesus the Christ.

You are sane.

You are made to bleed out in the holy rain.

They are wise,

Spies under mothers' and fathers' noses and eyes.

We safely save,

Shred skin, kiss keys, swallow lochks, savor flave -

ors.

An Alabama Moon Hound on a Carousel to Sunday

An Enemy Only After Today

An Ilia Subtly Triumphant over Tinselteeth

An Onslaught of My Flocks of Sheep

An Undercarriage Bled by Human Features

An Ysplanti Costco Dead at Years Ol'-65--2,089 a.d.

EMF, CIK. PBG YWE, Evan'stown, Indiana

Eat my food, Christmastime in Kentucky.

Purple, blue and green, yellow white ecstasy, Evanston, Indiana

 

 You know I like God

Cause he's a good guy at Heart.

You know I am not

Cause I don't know wHere to start.

Hecho a mí papí,

Gone are the days,

Gong are the days,

Gone God the days,

God guards the days....

To do the things we do,

Happyness is never true:

Everyone is like you too,

School is out, the kids sit on hot metal benches.

[I can't remember the this part]

Too, Do the things we do. . . .

Bum People

Summed it up

Some day.

A Cringe Fest will frighten the Children,

A binge nest in a tree of vermillion.

"  Don't worry bout me

Don't is the word up as the sky greys and blues for you. 

Clouds been drippin like tangerine sponge holes now.

Clouds been drinkin they juice like fools in town.

Barbecued peach fuzz

Sweet swollen leaf love

Triangle Shapes

Fat sun, give me my life. Enjoy the snow....

Fat sun [read 'Mother Goddess'[[sun = mother, Fat = God/Goddess]]]   , give me my life. Enjoy   Th(e/[and/or]y)   '{s}now...

Triangle shapes, on a cold winter day

I eat grapes, because I can't eat hay.

Triangle shapes, on a cold winter's day

I eat too many grapes, because I can't eat too much (or enough) Hay.

Triangle shapes, on a cold spring's day

I eat Gooey graopes, cous' I can't spell , Hey.

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