This post is about nothing.
Okay, it's time to open my brain and let the waste fall out.
Mass infected putrid pounding of belligerent pacifiers in the ears of publshers posting pretty potpourri posters of packed in poachers. Seamlessly all knowing scenes of interesting tests sings sinks in as it wastes, basted wasted.
Another all knowing account of accidental arguments amidst amassed arrays of us and them. Taking all it takes just to get a taste of chase, haste. Follow through as you follow me through my own eyes of fake and real, take and make a test to see if you can still feel, are my eyes connected to my brain in this, are my nerves tied onto my body or are they in another place entirely?
Righteous thoughts in a lake of fire, a Rorschach pointing to reasons related to my restricted retribution.
Fight the thought. FIGHT THE THOUGHT, fight it, hide it, act like it's not real, ACT like it will never exist. Be at home, be at peace, be one with you once, just once, be one with life, for life IS NOT without you, nor you without it. The gate breaks through and fire burns through my windows, burning eyes and and thoughts being rethought, reanalyzed through every spectrum know to my mind. Whatever this is it's gone, no it's not, yes it is, no and again escapes through the other side of my fears, my fate, my freedom awaits. Every color a taste, everything happily hates. Where am I, who am I, why am I? No nothing, know nothing, now nothing, ladies and gentlemen the american language. Take a bow.