Saturday, July 8, 2017
Wandering With Clowns
I had a disturbing dream last night. It ended with a man cutting off his ear, and he was gang member, not Van Gogh. There are things opening and closing. Maybe tests are cruel, but they rule things out. I found the light, and the doorway opened into a bright shiny window. Glass ceilings are meant for contemplation, not revolution and feeling remiss. There is a desert kiss in the air, as Latino males I have shared energy with, come through. I see this purely Federali squad now becoming a biker gang. It is perfect for easy transport for drugs and objects carried to launder funds. The police are privy behind the scenes, so blow their shows right now. Maybe stage hands in Indy are getting really hungry for KORN today. We are all part of the show, but the clowns will stay in the wings for now with a Detroit Gang Task force Negotiations Unit that is solid Insane Clown. They will go after the WOMEN I have crossed in my days, and send them all to penitentiary today. No more, ladies. Watch how you speak in jail, Kelly. LaDonna has it in for you, and you only. News of my victories, especially over your crew, travels well through the artistry of my Line Deputy. Drugs are about to get on everyone' nerves, so if you use, do not abuse, stay conscious, and stay behind the scenes. There are no real parties anymore. I know how to spin tales with positivity and humor, but it was never a party for me. It was tough work, and a constant get away from The Line Deputy so that he did not kill me before I came to be. I feel that his light is right today and new dew will be seen on the leaf of flower. Heriohito, welcome. You are HERO today. Can we understand the time and space shift of an arrival? We go behind the scenes and draw a line in the sand with chocolate bubblegum. If we see things soon, we will keep it from us all being later. People around me will be seen as who they are soon enough. Good job to everyone who has ventured into the game. I assign Jap Animae artists Jeff's room today. It is lined with ICP, and there is technology to draw out actually in an illustrated novella. Thanks for all of your support in that dream. I woke up just in time.
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