yellow dreaming golden screaming

warm or cool, hot or cold, melting or freezing

sometimes i feel i am waiting to explode the sea's are calm but when the waves come in i will raise the sails and fire my guns in all directions so that i may become stranded upon an iceberg waving like a lunatic spelling out the alphabet one sentence at a time.

On the world

In between, in between, in a plain dimensional plane.  Moving the horizon, lateral expansion, so says the history machine. distraction again. reaction within. source of direction. means for expression. force of confession. saved in the now.... it is automatic.

Teuday

I know whats going on, because i see what's happening.  I know whats happening, because i see what we have done.  I want to use my brain to pick up all the trash and make it clean.  I don't want to use my body, I don't want to catch no disease.  I can feel the blue skies turning black.  I can feel the bugs crawling up my back, as i lay on the ground with the sound of dust ringing in my head.  All that rust bringing out the red, eating metal like a piece of bread.

Dense featured latex worrisome fortunate

Releasing all energy at all times always at the will of the (k)onstant fall/pull of gravity or resistance.  Without resistance the universe would not align, from molecule to absolute rule, resistance creates structure/definition, without it we are chaotic energy, wasted a million times over by the time a second has passed. As for the third they were eaten by the wolves, until our tables turned and we instead gained legs above the surface.

Mystical rally of individual colors red.  Physical district deranged distinction from anything else.  Held within the color blue the dark purple fade.  Reoccurring fantasy occupied well within the bounds of shade.

Symmetric Friends allow for linear antagonists.  Painting reputations of the past as they float past our eye lids.  The well thought out are too well off.  They live unplanned, they're acting rough.

Sysbro
Terther.

Mofa
Therther.

ffff!

Furry Fuzz Fuzzy Fur.

loss

It is near, though we will make it through by focusing on memories.