As the declarartions of things past presents before me, i too seek what is needed for me, me not get no no get me, meaty beefy, taste like, what is said before, the aspects of the interstellar stars of supernovas that gives wat to, way to, to speak the definitions of what would be the lies of lies, as the the truth even though it is not a lie, lion king comes the web of chaos that is my brain bedtos, burned toast, toasted side by side abide by the bride of the magnificent, mr me o why, wine no, why no me?! why is always me?! So me agian, again! as I can not be the definitions of what can not be understood, what stood before is the lingam of lingams, that is an alien, alien! fuck leave it alone, aleen, get it, leave it alone, and then alien, en ne ne en, a ha ha ha ha ha, kwa kwa as the crows see the crane by the river, not having the full of fishes, the dishes, pishes, wishes, mishes, kishes, have you not had your fill? For there is none for all, or for there is enough for all, and thus, the hunger of my anger which resides in da labido of reconciliations of libido corrections, correction, mention the reason as to why the Supercazzola o suggestions of super cazzo ola o la cazzo super ola of battute of battles of bat! tu! thè! what is the meaning of cazzo? Oh yes for the cazzo is all, but non without the Figa, which is Vagina! OH FUCK! PENIS! Sensitive dualities of compressions of comprihensions of hennessy essay says esse esse, fuck this! Gotta learn the circumstances of choices in the stances which dances in stances of pances of panther crawing what mances, or maces, of tomorrow is you! FUCK! Crazy mind says, direct to say, to think, introduced, to be the death to all races, because the thought of becoming becomes more more and more comes to becoming oasis of places not seen, what do you call the aspect of reality in plays that becomes the tragedy of existence for the theatrics of existence becomes the very reason the being the character which played and in becoming takes the aspect of self within our existence, A FELONY!!! Yes my felo, time to get out! Not before the rialterations of dead men walking! YEAH! FUCK YOU! So as the representations as to become shows to be for what would the liberation of seperations of generations which is the damnations of nations, was presented to be as past to present, for the go back to future, no to go bbbaaaccckkk as one self, to meditate, meditation of what to know, which is necessary in the circumstance of being, by means of pathos which resides with the logos by means logos pathos, logos pathos, pathos, logos, pathoses, and logoses which reflects the reality by means of my desire and desire to live in becoming in sync with reality to give way to betterments and eternal betterments which my reality awaits my gardening, ooooo maddening, yes, NO FUCK KENNY! Yeah the green one, the showcase the spirit of being in understanding that we are all twins, but some would be more, of chaos and order, which is the cosmos and lights of existence which is the weight? off? the world? which leaves? hearts? pluto? circle circle dot dot you got ya cuttie cucci shot, and that is my point. The first sentence of Genesis, as in stardusts are my musts, star, star, star, star, star, and that which is the definition of everthing is destroyed by deadpool, deadpool, yes, dead in the pool, which is destroyed by the innate qualities or gunas, gonna gonna, get ya get ya hand there to where the lighter. And thus speaks the unconscious mind by means of the conscious, of order and chaos, or the yin yang, twins! twins! but which one? of the mind of Chinatown, Yellowman, Vazone, You want pizza? Fuck! Mind fucked! As to say to become! Yes! Just Liu De Hua! And thus spoke Zorathustra, in my mind! Love to you all, for unity is Peace Love Unity Togetherness Otherwise, Otherwise what?! Peace Love Unity Togetherness Otherwise, ha ha Peace Love Unity Togetherness Otherwise Peace Love Unity Togetherness Otherwise Peace Love Unity Togetherness Otherwise dash R. Just don't be an asshole...that's all bra. 3 that becomes 4 and to many many more. R. V. Forty. Eight. Bass. Bass. Bass. Bass. Bass. Bass. Bass. Bass. Yeah I lost weight. Just the middle path of has-beens.
