And then? When the world was friendly, there were no other reasons to be so funny. If you were to climb a mountain, would you? Could you make it so the friends of Jesus were friendlier to you than the worlds of Satan were worldlier than thou? I can't believe you did that correctly. Ohh. … Continue reading Anariel Monkeyz at the Zoe
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lacleravarle’
Whose more lacleravarle', think about it, me or you? Think about it...
Dalinianium – Albert Jones
Dalinianium - Albert there were dalinianiums for to do. but do not. do not want nor do not. dalinianium. to do is do. it is the key. a poem by albert jones'z literary power hour i call ballshut, the once, the twonce, the more ever sort of see, but, you know the distance, … Continue reading Dalinianium – Albert Jones
A Poem by Albert Jones
Needing to know beyond what knowledge, needing not me, lays down like rags before me I feel again instead of see. Having always seen, always supposedly known, knowledge anew tells me I've not but been tethered to a big brown ball lowing groans and smoking, rounding the linelessness of what-might-be illumination, sun gowned, maybe, real … Continue reading A Poem by Albert Jones
The Inherent Magic -fargo kantrowitz-
Steinbeck was a good writer.
Riverrun past Eve and Adams…
King Saint Finnerty the Festive by loud decree doth proclaim a roaratorious ignominy to take place filmed and videoreali-ahd into hypertensity and space on some sinalincture bordering tomorrow. Join us won't you, here deep inside of the Wild Pages and, please, have a titoptitoptoloftical day!
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