Thursday, March 13, 2014
Republican is Now Japanese
The loon replaces the crane in the land of Japanese. One tune replaced by an overlaying ad. I guess that it is truly PANDORA'S BOX today. Flying feathers in the sea are penquins and puffins to me. Bird of prey lies silent in a tree. Eyes large and in tune with all of it. Some sharks are still left in the sea, but that is far away from me. I could barely get one more inch inland, and have more people disagree with me. I have been nice, but now I give you all head lice. Never a problem for me, your humiliation will be complete. All so dirty, a rising PLUTO begins to speak RAGE. I sit as the clock does tick tock. Isolated in the myths of society. There is the study of ritualism which is a disease. I use an intuition when practitioners are in vicinity. My father, really my half brother, was the head of all PAGAN chain, but no ability to lead at all. Without mercy, you and Jesus will fall. I think that Buddha will make the call.
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