Thursday, August 2, 2012
The Land of Can
I explore the lands spaces and place of destiny. My current form is defeat, but I believe that I will turn it around. I concentrate on the snow of white male and stay away from the avalanche of female witchcraft. It is stronger than heterosexual male witchcraft, but comparitive to homosexual male witchcraft. The flow of the drift brings differently. I explore the land of HE to be my own tv. He came a little less than a week ago. Now he sees that I have a rate that is great. Fatigue ensued, but he tunnelled through and made it on his way. Love is a rite for only a few. He never knew that I knew. We explored the magesty, and wish to be free to be almighty. Nasty father was example of male. I am unprecedented in my email. I take the bull by the horns. I work so hard every day. I have miraculous charity my whole life through. I am responsible, polite, and never free. He now knows how he can be to get where he needs to be. He studies differently. It is thought, not satanism or witchcraft. He is reading and retaining, actually, at an unprecedented rate. He eats everything on his plate. He now knows starvation, and the constant condemnation. She does not wish this on anyone, but understands that we are under the gun. Punishment phase began today. Hockey is marked for elimination, whatever that does mean? Police will function as a colony, thus disappearance to another realm for torture will probably be. He now knows that I always guard privacy. I put names in when they need to be. Confusion is witchcraft and so are mistakes. These things that always bothered him are the marks for deliniation. It feels good to satanistic explode at his coworkers. She is comedy without all of the dramady. So much moves through, latino, to hachoo make me walk away. She is not good for the environment today. That says that latinos are not good for the environment any day. She is Gaia and spic freaks and Pagan masters of disaster can just stay away any day. I need to do more than play. I need to mark my compass today and militarily rise in size and not stature. Love is a challange for the revelation part of my brain. No one has ever worked with me and expected nothing in return. She is right on and I can see. Pushing is witchcraft and she absolutey hates it. I just take her hand and say, "I will get better every day because I want to. It is fun, and it is what you deserve. Who cares who reads this today." My ex is into butsex and that ain't me. I will clear your vicinity of all of her shit. I really respect your methods, and I admire your work ethic. Everyday I can find a way. Be you and I will find you. You are my gift everyday.
White Wolf with New Moon Rise
I run in the night, my fur white and thick. Being wolf, the pack is never far away. With telepathy, they portal and find me in a second or two. I love the moon, but I have no spirit to howl. In front of me is a lake. I approach and lap up just a little bit of water. I smell pestulance in the air. The new moon say that it is the construction on Hwy 55 that has disrupted the routes. I take in the sin of man and lay compact in the leaves. A buck walks by and looks in my eye. Elk are tunnelling through with a huchoo. I see a black shape in the darkness. It is a Cherokee with a blade dripping with blood. His eyes look unsure. Before collapse, he transforms into a black wolf who sees all realities. He licks the knife on the ground. I approach and touch my nose to his nose. There is a human form on the ground, so I walk away. Be with me today, I say. Poodles coming through, let's walk it off and then go taunt the dogs at The Humane Society. Dominant control leaves me 2 years old. Mercy, in me, makes everyone free.
Safety in Variety
There is no positivity today. Everyone has gone away. You sit with me mockingly finding all of my flaws for free. What is your malady? In the beginning there was racism in the brothers of fraternity. Snap and leap, stop being a creep. Same it to be alpha when you really need it. We must not desenstize the herd. TV telepathy black woman blah blah blah racism na na na. Whatever. They will know racism today. No pap smear will ever be okay because they treat their babies that way. He is journeying in his mind. He can see the wee that is me. It is different shape in telepathy. Knight matrimony was a vision to be if my philosophy plays out. He runs and jumps and plays on film. Happy for the first time ever. On his mind am I. I look at his feet. They are the roots into the ground holding in place, and nourishing the oak tree. There is so much more than before. It is a baby coming into the family. Brothers code even laughter around me. I have sensitivity that is astonishing. He he love the trampeline on The Man Show. They know I see it "normally" and you were never racist against cheerleaders. They definitely were against you. I like to just not see. Implants are just the beginning. Why don't we go to the park? Bench, I am middle. I feed the pigeons and you make them fly. He is the eagle eye. No way, they make you pay today. It is best, I am stressed. Eagle eye grabs my hand, and thinks-I hope you understand my ogar qualities. Please explain. I want to cause you pain, and I am overdramatic. Go to him when my face changes that way. Do not worry, I explain, I have hawk and eagle and I am Vipassna Chung Moo. I will pick it up and walk away until you are through. I am great at observing cues and acting accordingly. Other brother see the bird. That is where you jealousy comes from, it is obsurd. Mother and family tunnel through to make sure that you never touch or speak to me. Kill him and be free. Ogar nation, brother #2, needs to reform and drop that form classification. Relax, be happy today, and walk away when demeaned. He gets in your mind and kicks all the clutter and blames you as father comes upstairs to do the same thing. We want to awaken and take you to safety. Where do you want to be? I want to be in a space where people will be kind and protective. You are simple for me, because you just want to be free. Yes you go under in a faux depression right in front of me. Separate, but not equal. He is unexplainibly superior. Find your dominance, and then master your abilities. Prioritize. Look at his eyes. He is hounds of hell handler. Know to get away. I journey alone. Now is a time to separate.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
General Pain in My Ass
There is string on my sweater. You see that it is a small snake. I keep my form for the day. You ask for my hand. I comply. Many soldiers are behind your eyes. You paralyze and categorize. Beep beep I feel O'Reilly givin up his Jew. He is all over you. Play Yahtzee and always loose. One yahtzee once. That is just an hour of every day. I continued to compete and to strive for academic excellence. I worked on my own. "Friend" studied with me doing O Chem. These subjects are incomplete. It is imagery and witchcraft review (data input by use of ritual). Presentations are tunnel through. There are snakes in the lab today. They are all gay today. I did my time in gay hell all along. They will not cease and never respect hierarchy. It is perfect for general community. They are all freaks anyway. They are gay gay gay ass gay. Cross dressing began after WWII. Mine dressed me as baby with little mustache and tried to pull Hitler through. Instead I told him what to do. Gay gay gay ass gay must stay away. Stay sharp and in the closet. It is time for review. His schitzophrenia was complete. I speak here because the general refuses to submit. Truth between the lies from the other side. There is no mystique now. Well George, my skills are mighty and I bring lightning to your space. I know the nothing that you are, but I stay military while you speak of me in a way that a relative never should. You are a disgrace. At witching hour tonight they will tell the tale of what happened in Delaware County jail. My tail was never for sale. Amputation for your nation. Generals get ready for wizardry you won't believe. I do it effortlessly. The key is C. No sharps, no flats.
Aligning with the Man
Throw me the ball. I catch it with ease. Quarterback is the throw and the catch too. Everybody is all over you. Finding the lines drawn on the field in clay, you know that it is voodoo today. Easy to follow, hard to put down. They are talking about you all over town. We never met. Nasty thoughts my way. We are left to the sharks today.
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