Saturday, December 29, 2007

Brainiac

Its hard to salute buried in the snow, you just wait for your heart beat to rescue the brain little birdies that tweet around the feeder don't scatter your migration behavior of many.
Twigs in my ear cotton mouth yeast breath predator blankets morning musk tiresome hair careless dream words and unique among original means nobody else has done it! Origin? means ancestory.
All the good stuff is right here inside my ? Your bone has a little machine, i sing into the star thats my mic. and corral the sky with wild celestial horses sets its my free freak show gligt!
I want to hump the wood cause i love it trees their so beautiful when their stoned like my eyes the gorgeous fan awareness bought by whom your weltering wet of famous powder, sent by fun chemical supply snowboard spinal wizardry.
Should have invested more in cerebral fun like virtual reality games shot via through neurotransmitters and let loose in far wild galactic sensual space field of wavy legs and elastic arms with polymorph nose and a new religion is created with those fiery eyes about this adventure here!

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