A Smile As Grandiose As Galileo’s UTTER Gumption. “GAZUMPED!!” / THIS FLAME WILL WANE. While We’re At It We May As Well Maybe… “Magnify Our Addled Minds_______ And Watch The Theatrical Audacity Sit And Suit Itself ((Down To The Ground))” / Their Glitterbox Delinquencies. Did This Thing. / “Their Medicated MasterPEACE” / “With All of the Uncertainty Under One Sun, She Sees It All Anyway… Maybe”

We talked AGAINSTthe backend of benevolence(AGAIN) and sent these Beneficial people BACK TO BED, actually, and utterly disqualified from this

Tickertape-paranoia named: “UTTERLY UNCERTAINLY.” When they haven’t even been evening_the_scores RIGHT_NOW and ROARING-FOR-MORE… of the exact same SANELY SUGGESTIVE state of

inhospitable awareness. She IS (MOST DEFINITELY) the (IDLE AND IDOLIZED) devil INCARNATE minus a capital ‘d’ and ably_well_asking (ANYWAY): “what the hell ever happened to ____ Jerry_Jerusalem and his PLOT AT SALEM’S LOT??” Yes, indeed AND pl=EASE, these po-faced AND HIGHLY_irreparable_PEOPLE with their damn_well_able ability to freeze… … …

THEMSELVES INSIPIDLY INSIDE OF THEIR (very own) MERRY-GO-LIKELY-AS-HAVING-NEVER-BEEN-KINDLY MINDS!! And ably_well_able, ACTUALLY,
to muster_a_might = make a mammoth task inside of their HIGHLY_unlikely_Minds (AND SO VERY FUCKSAKE UNKINDLY) — make itself meaningFULLY matter

As the mad-hatter HATES TO_FINALLY_FEEL = “almost damn_near_every_thing.” Which wishes to wander_and_scream — at the pace of a blessed schism ROPED to cope (chaotic_ALLY) BETWEEN

those JUXTAPOSED POPES
With a hopeless_handle_on_THINGS – as those chosen choir-boys sing
And ask

About the miraculousness of a medicated masterPEACE