Monday, September 1, 2008

at 21:59
Crazed pumped jam to craddle with.



Crappy memory sewage redistilled by imagination and counterfeit dollar bills drenched in blood.



Old dirt removed from the contact lens that clears the view through old mountain pathes of historical ethos and instinct predation. Give me some clear crystal drinking water from the South Pole germinated with dinosaurs and other long gone species. I must catch the next disease tonight. Mutation, morphological mutilation transmutational compromise. I must improve upon Darwin.



From purple to red and green all the colors of the rainbow. Galaxy hermit space transgender cowboy.

The sky is clear tonight. I can see in the distance the Ursa Major shinning. Yeah, that's where I am going ce soir. Odysseys beyond my imagination.



Union division states in the land of tripple tripe stars red white and blue.



Mars Jupiter the moon as in the star spangled banner missiles upon the earth in tempo of valse.



Toad drain, brim brain, hyppopotamus in the water.



Fucking creep in control.



Throw your garbage, banana skins, plutonium bombs into the Panama canal.



Don't even bother to clean up!



Soon Mars is your destination. If you're lucky. A ticket to the outer rim of our galaxy or Canada.



All others will be exterminated.



Human animals creep killers. Trees, oceans, bears, rainbows, mountains.



This place sucks anyway.





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