They are actually acutely aware as to their very own eyes and minds and other HOSTILIZED sources of created and creatiVe inspiration.
She’s been… a Blue-Jay to his Mocking-Bird and gently Gentrified, to all of our in-between “lies”. It’s been a creative suUUUUUrging of explosiVe people who’ve never actually seen anything brand~new and dutiful(!), and if
Astutely speaking, we have earnestly peaked then maybe “they need to utter other brand~new and enticing words at our irreplaceable ears.”
Indeed, we’ve been warring To feel: unusuaLlY BrandNEW and utterly+both+distinctively dutiful. Filled and FULL-now with
Undeserved intelligences, did she really just rally her gripped and griping troops together again and move…
“Slow, happy and worth. A whole lot of (the) mOnEy in The Whole Wide World?” And if we really see anything then we seem to see: “a thousand ways back-in and believing in having been these
Beleaguered people with liFelike disguises for burn-out minds, and when she places down the tablecloth she really oughta NOT reckon ALL-OF-THEM in.”
When they chokehold each other TO THE END OF SUBSTANTIAL teThErS and endlessly entitl€ themselves to everything else, and she still WILL…
~ ~ “understand her own necessity for u-t-t-e-r representation.” Even when it’s all dark and not happening amidst an utterly HaPpY set of inconsequential circumSTANCES… … … .
