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Monthly Archives: October 2009
masses
I’m telling you Frankie the next mindless toxic idiot that comes through that door to purchase a sheeple costume I’m going to make them baa for it.
memo
you are what you think.
popular
you feed from the darkly celebrated low sound all the while kneeling at the foot of commerce as before your God And now you say you can’t get up ?
numbing
the skittles, mind candy saturated wearing liquid pharmaceutical eyes speaking in pastels possessed by possessions.
brief glance
and those ? the meat mortal and born to serve Really ? I thought they were beings, free, immortal beings.
animal anxiety
Howard come here please we need to talk I know you are the rooster and born to crow However my horse-sense is pleading with you here to stop telling these stories After your very vocal recounting of the night time u.f.o. mutilations of cattle causing near panic in the herd, a stampede Howard. Then the poor goats are barely able to breathe since the goat-sucker tale And now you just told the ducks who the werewolves prefer to munch on Oh I know, True enough, I indeed understand However fear is setting in here at the ranch Thank the oats I have horse sense I know my valiant service to mankind and can walk about with .. yes Howard, there are the product factories we are sent to, yes, all of us. As I was saying we horses, are large, can run what ? a Skin-walker ? A Skin-walker doesn’t have to run ? Has instant ability to be anywhere ? And it does what to horses ? Uh Howard
grounded
As I begin my flight out of the Suez I catch just fleeting glances of Morocco and wham I fly right into it, through it Continuing across the sea toward the southern coast and Portugal normally a fantastic flight and wham, there it is again By now the grit of the mineral shelled nano particles are affecting my eyes leaving little to view in this mess as wham, I fly through it again Grasping anew at my broom handle as it has itself been effected, breaking up and reassembling I arrive now into the north sea area, to attend the fall swap meet it is so thick, so heavy, nothing can be seen below All due to these sprayed clouds of unknown nanobacteria Mineral, biological, chemical, organics foreign My goods for swap, the wool of bat, eye of newt, toe of frog all damaged, corrupted, changed Witches this is a sour poison pot.
eroding
Trust ? Closer to rust I’d say.
3 words
altered earth harmonics