Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Too Fast And Too Far
That's How Far We'll Go.
Past Nitro-Glycerin Filled Sardine Cans Stuffed To The Gills With PHD Eligible Kids
Past Queen Beattrix(and And Her Charlemane Ranch
Into Something New
Stream Broadband Across Radio Poles
Protect The Proletariat
Use Your Heart.
Go.
What Time Is It Where You Are?
At My House It's A Quarter To Ten.
By The Time The Clock Strikes Eleven You'll Have Read This Sentence.
When You Runnin From The Penitentiary You Best Believe Me
That's Pac Coming From The 10th Century
I Told You The Don Would Killuminati
That's6 Dawn In The Horizon Now Wake Up
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Now Hit It.
Adjust The Set.
I'm About To Wine And Dine You A Bit
Let It Stew
A Couple Players Got The Idea While Witches Brew Was Cementing That They Could Connect On The ilLinear Curb.
With The Nerve-Center Of The World
I Took A Bite Out The Big Apple
Now She's My Little Girl
...
Now Get Off The Freeway..
Breathe Easy
Slice Back The Suicide Doors And Kick.
Or Let Original Sin Be Played Out.
Boom!
Like Krackatoa Goes The Room
Three Strikes Your Out
This One Got A Dust Cloud Centered Around It
It's Orbiting The Park Like Jupiter
Gonna Make Me Cry Hail Lucifer
And Still Bear The Crucifix On My Breast
I Was Blest With Intelligence My Loves.
I'm Telling You Guy.
I Won't Shy Away
I See Alpine Glades Subdued Under The Radiation Of The Sun.
For Everyone To Enjoy The Warmth I Have Given You.
There Must Be A Cooling Of Healing
Trust In Your Own Intelligence
Yes You Can Keep Up
Not Arrogant But Bold
Revolutionary Ink Is A Highlighter Pen
With No Sequence Or Addendum
Frequent References Tho
Now It's Illegible
Offa Your Screen
In The Clear View
Should I Speed Up Or Should I Continue?
Just Stop.
In The Clear View.
No.
That's Your Rear-View Mirror.
The Universe Is Much Nearer Than You Might Think.
Now Blink.
Adjust.
That Frustates Them.
You Either Burn-Out Or You Leave A Husk
A Healthy Reminder
You'll Find Her Just South Of Your Heart.
In The West Of France
Where Mary Lost Her Elegance.
It Would Be Grave Error To Stop.
So Drop That Remote Control Gunslinger.
I Feel An Itching In My Trigger Finger.
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