If there really were points for pandering to the shape of complete disinterest in the big bad wildly ambitious things then we’ll
Need to love low and laugh even louder than that utterly juxTaposed Thing. We are asking the blind people how to find = “it all anyway.” And telling ourselves to start seeing anything which will + sting AND scintillate our late-at-night eyes AND NEVER FORGETTING (our) warlike minds.
“It is huge actually and matter of fact factly just how wildly they stopped and sprinted only ever inside of their radioLIKE minds.” There are blind people reading the greatest distractions in the whole wild uniVERSE, and
Maniacal, locked=inside their mint-of-mind somebodies blowing their own UpsIdE DoWn TrUmPetS for the sake of ShAKinG it allUP… …
inside of their gesticulating bra!ns anyway. We won’t wanna be third-in-line at the ‘tRaMpS’ disco when all of the perfectly imperfect girls were outback smoking hella insignifiCANT(cos they can’t even {*******} smoke em pRoPeRlY anyway…) cigarettes. “Needless to admit it that we will wanna be —
first-in-l!NE and asking: “why??” weren’t we all given the keys to credible creation (anyway?)” When they stepped on a landmine… and our bravest desires answered back with a million unbeatable catchphrases anyway
And telling themselves: “there is creation and, then… there is this.”
