A Logic In The Middle East

Tall, you hold the ball. I find you cranky and cowardly, but wanting to step up to the plate. Too late irate is you in vicnity today. I can adore in a day, but also let you slip off the page. There is no reality until it is reality. Fodder for my writing and my heart is not enough. I am not free and I CAN see. Believe the DEPTH of your therapy of me cannot be covered by insurance even with a huge COPAY. I leave you be to have the hilarity that is not me. Those things are bitter and puritanical, when you are such a sinner with me. Let us not speak of sin unless you have some chastidy to begin. Take away chemicals, even beer, would your head be so clear? Team muslim has it all up on all of you. Their spiritual law of chemical abstinence is strictly followed, even today. Shame will begin soon enough. How much back perpetration do you want to deal with day in, day out? I want to be positive your way, but on MUSLIM roe, I have very little leeway. TV in front of me. TV behind the scenes. The thunder continues to roll and people here are left to be evil if they want to. I have to endure your sinful scutiny with no protection, actually. Today was the last day for Muslims to say that what you all do is okay. Blanking out is witchery. Have fun with that malady. I do not set you up consciously.