Mortal Mechanisms

Running the horses of a mate's mind takes the right leather in the straps, and the right length.  Being cruel gets only an empty set.  It is the zero of you.  Letting the charge of fluids not healthy to the human mind go, is the way to hand an emancipation paddle to that being.  I see little today so I smoke a menthal cigarette.  Upset are they, that I cannot work like a little tin soldier every day.  He is not lurking, all of you are.  Being in the land of mechanisms of the unseen mind, I must just strive for Pole Position and leave the vicinity when the brown of the inhumane approaches.  Yes I speak of the cruelty.  I keep it clipped and vague, but torturers in the Middle East are on their knees at your avarice for brutality, rage, and dehumilitization.  I concentrate on the leather and wielding the power of words to keep one knight on the page in vicnity.  He is not like any of yee, and he will prevail.  We do understand that timing is everything, but he stays by my side, spiritually.  Thank you, sir.  Delusion is theirs.  You now live in a land of faith and belief.  It is holy and you will find infinity release.  Drive safely.