I'm too sober to write anything profound.
'The Court Jester, the Family and the King decided that the Prince should take off his shirt only in Public Places and at dessert'
The young prince, realizing that he was doomed to academic idealism and prevocative tradition was determined to replace his disgust with obsessive seams of obseqious obversions. He subsequently reserved his obscurant observations with villages of cheese. 'The Moon is made of Slop and silhouettes of sinister
'Sine quanons' and slackers of sleeves', thought he. The Prince did not know how to spell SLIMSY or Silique.
'I look around and see nothing
but slackers, knaves and thieves.'
and Girls made of leaves . . .
a wild flower is pulling at my knees wearing silk stockings and silkalin sleeves filled with silk oats and disease', said the prince to his self. . . (himself, itself, it self, a whole in my shoe . . . said inny minny my moe, what dif would it make if in were an hour ago or so.
ORDER IN THE COURT. Oh my what a pity.
There are two doors by which to enter thru. One exits thru hate, the other enters thru love. Between the two there is another which exits thru the other. They both rule my mind. Gumplefruber saith to Gumplenerber 'ya dont know a silly season from reason or a silver fish from simonies'
Gumplnerd replies without haste to gimpberg 'I know the word appropriation when I see it.' The Prince thinks to Himself 'I think I have been ripped off.' Says he, to himself, 'possibly I can SHAME them into buying one'. 'Only if your'e (yiour're) (yiure) you're a Sillimanite.' saithe gumplefurd to gumplesturd.
AS the evening sun goes to town
a dealer comes to down
very proud and rising
with a star and similar to a simile.
the boy has gone insane like evening rust and names.
Pick the one that is most appropriate to you . . .
(1) Spiders weave nests with graves of illusions
(2) A Praying Mantis is really a stick with *@#*
(3) I am really an emtpy space with a silver tongued Simon
(4) The moon is made of CHEESE, preferable floating lime.
(50) A liver is the same as simonized SilverWEED.
'I AM GOING TO PUKE ON A SYLVAN DIVAN.' says Issac E. Newton to E.A. Putton.
'do not respond to this in any way, fashion or form. do do reply, do not paint, do not play the flute, do not write, do not nay, do not spray, do not hesitate, do not pray, do not pay, do not say, and DO IT ALL TODAY. . .
AS THE ICE CRASHES THRU.
to be continued . . . rsbeal coopppppyrrithe or not (as ifin it would make a fidddddfigg (dif)
I am looking for a . . . Get in that studio and paint or I am looking for a . . . Get in that studio and paint or I am looking for a . . . Get in that sudion and faint or I am looking for a . . . Get ing the sudiona and rant or I am looking for a . . . Get WAYUA 'Dear Mr. Fantasy, take me outa' this golem (I meAN glloooom)'
oh, rEALLY, THAT IS NOT HOW i recall IT.
'BETWEENTHE DESERT AND THE dUST'
AS I REMEMBERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
IT IS STUPIDLY SIMPLE AND . . . BEAL ITANK THANK I'D RATHER EAT AND SPIT THAN SPLITL. dO NOT LOOK AROUND AS IT IS RIGHT BENEATH YOU'RE FEET.
IS THAT ATHREAT KIND OF BARF DO NOT DLETE, DO NOT POST DO NOT DO ANYTHING, IS THAT A THREAT. i ONCE PLAYED ON THESE SCHOOLIO GROUNDS. suprise. MEALSICKSEX ND PROFOUND RESPECT.
CODED IN DIGITAL LANGUAGE THAT ONLY CERTAIN PEOPLE CAN READ. dONOT EVEN PICK YOUR NOSE. hOW DOES LYOU YOUR back feellllllllllllllllllllllLL.
LOOK SEE AND FEEL
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