Let's Dance

Beep beep up to Columbia Heights tonight to the McDonald's that ISN'T right behind a big sinkhole. Sinkholes are the geological response to massive amounts of satanism practiced all over the globe, tunnelled into the premises of one location. You all see an infinity to your activity. Last night I sobbed for the earth and me. No sign is enough for any of you. Most everything and you all keep going. If it breathes (photosynthesis and fire), it can bleed. I have knocked on a multitude of doors, and been tortured for every one. My mind explodes the meteors in the sky tonight as my body lies dormant, but active. FBI and media think that there is no check for their "balance." Well today I pull the Middle East into play in the US of A in a big way. The only real response is fraternity in their cocky, fakey fear, backed by a comedy that is a relief. Trust them I do not, YODA, but laughing is a good thing. Evil will betake thee and send one by one into the hole with a gun. Your cheat sheets are no longer in order due to female in meteorology. Sorry about that, major hypocrisy. I warn, you press me for being a mess on tv. It was all hallucination for all of yee. I am at McDonald's actually. No MMPI will welcome you behind his eye. Paranoid, delusional and free to be SILENT schitzo scene. The man who knows it best, is now out of the stress. Never will he be without me. Always by his side, on TV, I will dress as aristocrisy EVERY opportunity. We will DANCE beautifully and know our heart's commands IMPECCABLY. We are the pair to live in intuitive synchonicity.