Various monks, many months. i'm about to resign from the office at the firm for lame and sick am i. Been experimenting various medications, different reasons not to go there, but in the end, i'm not that better off and i need another break. The retros nowoccur atlow speeds but they don't give a damm. Reasons to resign, attentive to pretexts, presets and nodesets. Let my body ache and my brain decay. It turns out i was wrong about many things, the edge, the manics, the phases, the tides, the times, and what else am i to forget, for there i no forgiving instants in my instant cognitive condition. The transport to the sounds of the opera leads to another place. J'encaisse as Joey once said.
Perverted by their easy monkey as ape, the planet of wedges, leaning in the curves, abbysmatic memoirs, i must resign. I mutilated the body i'm enclosed in, for monk i believe i was, come here, come clear, i'll give you a short notice, come dirty, very good bribes, plastic joint, karma deliberate, dirty, dirty, dirty, epic train transfer, nor children, she goes 30, for years remain, in silence, sentenced, belongs to the rez nulius administrateur civilian of the nation of legions of raptured, seldom lusted, ananlog dummiues. Being a res nulius, dirty dirty dirty epic. A sign of god, two of the names i knew, christ if you want, won't drive past the border. Smoking endless fags, two or three packs a day, dirty nasty kicks, drugs do work, i just feel enough of the tits junk.
I think it is classy, mashed up amongst ghost of a provincial place, party people are drunk and stoned and loaded with low carb diets and pills, i'm on cocaine amongst the crowd, never read backwards, not that different, i'll be diving in the past once degraded. I get the kicks of tits from the surge the drugs induce from the ageing flesh. The distant call of study, the alternated situations, the shore inwards, the messiah ward, the über surgeon. I was focused on their kind of kingdom when i despise their symbols, station to station, i'll resign and search shades away. I'm just cursed from their aims for no such idols do i have.
1993, bare witness to all your crimes, the bells and the chimes, neither was i real, what is their junk about ? All these years have passed me by, all i hope is to go get dry. Wants to get stoned and isolated inside, dryness of the desertal high plains where can't you exhibate your plain gold rings. Neither is LB as in CT. Visions of mohamet, transitions from johnny on the pavement. I'm on the basement, abbysmal and tiny, church ran wet of crowds, killin jokes, scatter train, fusible copper cops. My state went down, the signal is lost, earth art, cocaine and beans.
i'll try in another way, like she reads inside the gospel, amongst vanities of yours and humanity of them. dirty epic, pixels and dramas, debts traded for doubts. the fat man from inverness, bestiality of money, ape loose junkies, lay your arms around your weapons, the tilde tide is wide. eastward, neglections of fake school junkies. you are someone else, yet neither have we to met. hush, porn and violence. sometimes more often do i have to indulge me with pain in order to believe i'm not already gone, sometimes it shines, often it neons amongst the thieves, the blissing sounds of bass echoeing and reverberating. Then the lyrics go "most of the time" as you read. before.
shade shifters amongst us. most of the tidal tilde, visions of my resignation, visions of another luxurious drug shot bleeding inside of me. Their order leads to divisions, ain't no game, ain't no hunter, luxurious drugs, vanities gone awol. She decides who to free and how to blame. Was i ever one to decide anything ? in 1993 had i options but was i in charge ? latter i'll tell you why it turns out i never had that kind of shine.
Most of the span, short dark, shot in blank bullets, throat cancer and exploding brains, plurality of mine, single threat to your nation of sinners, simmering ramblings for years in the abbys, i want to drown low. Effexor and Norset are gone for me to revert to the old school ludiomil, reminds me of her, Burroughs was right, shortspanned de decay decoy loops of lyrics mashed down graded sentenced to deathal fate amongst them. Blissfull pain reminds me that my remains are yet to be flushed from the surface. Thief amongst creditors with responsabilities and roles as officials, nukes powders duke, lord in the attic, crack and statistics, she decides how to slave and when to blame.
p stands for punish, manichean drugs of the nationwide audience, your lust requires while my lush can afford. the tv screen, the shelf of the factory, the bunker and the thin fat backslashes it takes to convert cafeinated hydrates to lethal code of minor infections. I focused on the vain machines, the sort of capita, the age of the slut, quality control, data integrity, minor strokes, major blocks, and then, sealed with fossils, she reminds me of poor 80s porn, legacy drivers and bus span dealers.
i've just lost myself in the templation of my numbers, if ever was i to be able to understand what herefore i cypher, lord asides, there shan't be any meatspace jihad. Meanwhile on channel sex, solitude is the new rule of cool, the flavor of the favorite month, november '07, what stood for drugs were indeed candies and therefore was i high on crack cellophane hydrates of sugar kane. don't know where, don't care when, tildal tide, most of the spam concatenates truth about us, i won't indureany longer or fatter. further upwards the road of any sign, thou shall not try, thou shall tell her your needs in terms of drugs, flesh and dust.
meditation by extrusion of words from a silent dirty room, abbysmal moon, skip dry her true religion, 21 was no joke, there shall be corrections or at the very least correlation of the connexions, who you trust and try to fool, lured by the golden veal, the short distance shot that seduces fear. I lost her and long lusted her before she could feel. Manic access and chronic lethal injections by little drum patterns, robotic arms, around the throat, goatic class, gothic ass, there shall not be retaliation, all i want is to get drown low.
you stood there for ages, silent of observant, while i lay in public, baresoul and aimless, there was no time for fun, nor tidal landscapes to decrypt the flavor fav of the month. Pen down, asks yourself why there is no shelf. blame it on me, blame it über di ink, dicks are short, ladies get bored, years of silenced criminals to your views, or thoses of theses who you dare to choose. democracy and capitalism were the choices of the previous ones. we can't pretend that it's been that long nor strong. shelter for the bones, ask your father where lies the sepulcre, the blames she's shielded upon, republic of static corpus, legions are mentions of this slicefat option that really never was.
if i'm gonna sin forever, it might as well be with you so that, in another gray world, we could be banned underneath the table, abbysmatic stances, chances of departure, closed circuit, blown fuses, it shall be noted, was i ever rude or crude, crowdsourcing the capital ism punish ment, the cut-throat down rules, flavor of crack, tastes of heroin, perfume of stones, this is called medication, legal prescription of martyr ways until kingdom swallows thou shall repaint in dark thoses ashes.
If i had a slavesplan, safe bet on the statisticalistics static noises that emerge from the surface of this wax cyclones, there shall not be peace. manic depression phaser double dash syndrom, for i am cursed and shall stay away from that calliber of targets. name the system and we'll thrown appart, sworn out, paced in, ashes and dust, against me and my crimes. Name the planet, earth is boring, slug stance, are you an instance ? exact mime, profile sighted in the middleground pitcher of cell span wells.
late next, early lies, sequencor dirty, episcopal plasticine, off that drift, off the blob, heavy mental noises and aproximacies. If ever was i free to decide upon whom, dat shall be thou. easy drift to the station is a long gone era. back to the tactics to really induce sleep, forthsight, visions of a gospel, god spells off the names it has been shifted off the math map. low carb, low loans, low cash in the bash where i lay cablethorn spendcrazy in the abbysmal room in my home town from where i was not born. distant visions of a blond target, yet another victim, vicinal dreamin', the cancer is also bleedingedges off the ashes of the soul that once was part of me. who knew ?
lord stood as money improvesthe missing link, mars nor saturn, march nor shelter, i strike hard the ground beneath your legs, erazor of lust, iconic profile, thou shall not disclose third party names nor namespaces. once a law student, once a librarian of the new school, always the one the triggers as part of an unwired kingdom of us masses.
the means ends of the cities, where does the pain stop ? Neither war reels, silicon babes in the attic, histories of us, thou shall repent or shade the colors. the names or the addresses, the wind of shifts, the static vanities of mine, there shall be no mercy for thoses believing that hard that they are cursed by a fair trial and that kingdom shall be denied from them as if justice. you could try to shine my path, you shall at least propose common grounds underneath the surface there is a span can bangs of basses, axis strong, dementia reveals
if you wait another day, i'll pave the way. if you ask another task, i'll never spank your class system, that divides nor cellulates the folders and files. i never was real, reels, record harder they silence the mystics, are we scholars, ware we any christ ? welcome to the dukespace, the nukes are yours for leisure, solar features, it'll be too late, i'll be cold as sweat, flesh drones target outside, inside the paradigm corectors and amongst the mentors. shed a shine, shread a reel, neither were real, dare you even ask twice, it's alright in the basement.
the mentions of the ages ain't that still a target to meet. airport waggen, another vision, many alternatives, sodium sex, fiscal liaison, i'll know no pardon. i used to be sorry but i lost it all inbetween. i'll keep that face.
i hurt myself today, but that was nightflesh, the pain that can't be healed. seldom held, yellow jersey, nou camp, freeze dry, super owl, crawl the floor, decades of signals, can we uncypher what we were once. settlement of bones, triggers sad tigers, situation deflected by remote bit junkies, i never knew that reel, as fake as with hookers, no, wait no longer, i miss her still, that ain't me who did it song sad spell off fences boredom and latté, fragrance dares it ask, the lamest zone of the subnet, part of a plan, may i ask if i knew once bounces no replies.
seldom nor often, i shed a tear when it comes to evocation. that much of a scam pussy. got the ladies, got their lifespans, they spread their gospel against my jihad. i still onvoice vocal remorses but here shall be no nostalgia. future stances are at stakes, skate broad band and dark fiber splits. beyound death that tears us appart, you could as mighty as unreal be the first one to score home. next i'll focus on the vain, that only objects that still is mine. must be insane in the flesh, must sick of the cortex bones, it all ends up with me sueing me.
They are painting postcards of the attic, brown support, brain deport, we are departed in different directions but there's still something on my end. Sleep thieves strike again, and i have no right from the tumor brace. Thou shall cut the shadow, thou shall cast an arrow. Seeds and headaches, mushroom plates, birthday spliff, there shan't be any difficulties to foresight. The double hard bass, the lunar string in stereo, the horn by the basement cimetery. Powder to ashes to dust.
Loaded as i can be, requesting the improbable, julius is gone, caroline is distant at least. Thou shall be polite or rude, please behave. The truth seekers from the other slide are overneath the seldom seen surface, lust'n'lush ignore. Not retaliation, no subsums, just asking for answers.