Wednesday, August 3, 2011

The Gate

Could He fish?
Masking myself in clouds-Meet me NOW!!!!!!!!!
My wedding will be a whopper.O Mother of Heavan, I've got a dog in the fight.
Questing-I will overcome.Police yourself.The law is for the lawlessness.
I feed emotion ya wanna flop with the big fellas.
Huge bellies die happy I said die happy
Ive relinquished my dementia
They are talking to me-We are UNION in the sky.
I've chosen form in formlessness.
Do I have to explain myself?
Write your symbol in my skin-be accounted for.
Im goin up for air
Ill never come down, Im bringin you up with me.
O Maggie when will you be born I love my nunnery.
Michael Diamond is workin for the breakaway beasty catholics.
Im the icon for delusional universal paradise.
My countenance is species reconciliation.
Automatic filesharing-rally round the non-neutral
Im meeting the masses-im priveleged
Im illumined in the congregation
Pierre Teilhard-deChardin
planetary birth
you shouldnt have given me that keyboard
Sun Ra smiles with Jesus
O father-im making good use of the extra cream-skimming off the top
stephen malk is stoned to death in paradise
im attracted to the future.
I see You-Express yourself-We participate in the Birth.

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