“When We L!€D About Absolutely Nothing, ACTually.”

We didn’t mean for it to appear… all that absurdist anymore, although… where we have been

Is beginning to feel a lot like: “it’s very own game of GOODgod what the effing-hell happened to our good, good brains?!”

There were mannerisms which tended to turn over in their upside-down FOR NOW graves. A rave happening inside of his

Hip-hip-Hurray Head. Indeed, we didn’t mean to get all mixed-UP with these Piedmont people of persuasively

Back-to-front intelligences. “There were ways to speak without actually talking, ways to walk without actually… investing in anything other than layabout understanding.” Up until the clock shocks itself into ultimately upside-down reckoning that’s how we will go

“Happy and lethargic and DEFINITELY these —-> over-the-TOP people {of Piedmont Persuasions} who did divide our time between

Being utterly messed-Up plUS…

All kinds of creatively KindLy, please!!” It’s a wonderful time to make upside-down yet again sense of

Something else, of somewhere else… “and NOT of someone-else’s utter UpSidE DownNESS, plEASE.”