notes in a bottles in a sea between hemispheres

flung hung hangin from rafters with laughter out to dry ...

...as the sunrises again another one B.B.E.

and yet another memory of a place left with such history that has molded sculpted bloodied breathed your paints and pigments for those endless moments...

from our lock tights mule on stilts we feel the clouds breath of its pocket's contents...

but god damn ... take a break from it all ... pleasant pauses of potasium ...

REFUEL! REGROOVE! REJooV!

messy hands are the fun grimey slime of a productive time to shine and sign to the line ...

founded within peaks we found the plane

how strange the downhill journey is being conscious ...

...the beauty within your eyes is always in your eyes

in plain sight ... in plain feet ... in plain taste ... in plain scent ... in plain heard

dat aint well... umm... you can't be serious ...

well maybe ... probably not so well tho







ummWellmusic







tú eres mi amor







gas mask?

there, only one exit

all ways soon always now ... but must different than the last ... wait what is this thing again <> ?

try . turning . your . head . sideways . . .

my loves me amores the embrace of beautiful people and the shining beauties of my would be nine to five ... i love you i am your child thank you for your birth leisure pleasure in an action packed at most sphere for the most part with no tears ... im going to miss those years ... those birthdays all days ... please remember to smile in the face devil ... he cant really do much aoubt it





plumage...fuck the rumors we miss you so soon

can we hear your voice again?

glazed kid



dont let it dust collect too much





bananaracks & DustCollectors




that voice and the things she lays out before you ... thank you mommy dame un beso






ordained munitions

because you love eating your own shit

and you should...

because the land feeds you...

this land is your land and its made of feces ... poop

but the valued exchange of food or old gold, has become well...lost in a ripple wave graze of a over blown mer martyred for a chance of change and died ... but why does YOUR change make

cents?

cents?

glaciures but only remind us that this is only the peak...

the calmness of the eye of the storm really only identifies the center of the shit storm...

you think your money matters to our mother if her offspring only apprehends &then never lends

EAT SHIT! fuck that rat bulgenta dirty dirty dragon landscape hater ... MOTHER FUCKERS we are ... we're sorry the exchange of nameless corpses are for this moment & died already... 2many

the living we're living is the last dying moments of lifted liftdead lightlater life...

the blink we are hear and now...

seep seap sleep sleap everything is okay

example:

... wasting away ... overoceansofoverzealous ...

.your warty wasteful peaneye

...

too too much too too much too too.

shit but fuck god damn santa claus muerte like god damn aint you full yet too soon ... but the glut gut oh denyyour need to play our part pereserveher presearveher preserveher shes YOUR MO oTHER...was her milk not sweet? This we please thankyou take care of earth for your birth is a g iift and a continuous birthday for you ... so with our tear to tear tear we attempt to stitch the gap iiing gash of lacerations that last time she just got fed up and sent a fuckin ice age . . . oh . well . . .

right...no worries everything is sleep

your bridge is burnt and in stead of trees there's a screen:



burn bridge burn

fuck everything you've learned ...

if you havent learned that one plot bout that common rot ...

its that we're in it togetherc lock rot riot pyro ploy the scorch to be scorned if thats how ya wanna roll ...

raisewhenberrywriths


estoy ausustado





"lt lups at gulp"

for the our of love...

from where ever on earth you were enlisted and birthed

for the shattered then melted just to tip crucible...

the burn on is oh so kind...

thanks mom...thanks dad for a path thats undefined...

Bon-dead to Earth

Bon Fire since birth

Bon-dead-icated and covalently sailing on water while whaling

Bon Air...because this element can be and is burning everywhere

the muck we swim in...


luckily...sometimes...when plains crash...perhaps from...well we all took a voted guessed random malfunctions ... fins fluxed ... not made well ... not light enough to float ... ahah the skin was pealed off ... now come on shedkures really?

...either way they decided that their gills stopped and thankful to what you believe in the piolet steared that baby into a quarry...

yup a friend and the i way back when were even daring enough to swim down the side of this extremely steap trash mountain and fetch a plain wing...

GRAMPS USED TO SWIM IN THAT QUARRY~!

a plain crashed in it /... A HERO

now they covered it up to put shopping malls there ...



thats a different type of swimming...with a DIFFERENT type of shark...

asustado

so we speak about it...

guterally infest your ears and access those mental projections...

hopefully your ear's stomach can hold out long enough to indulge in some stories...





ummWellmusic






coming from a known dead mention ... but still neglected to full exploration






the no di e mention






and as within this feeling of decollapsrealyeyes of a social status i do have to establish and make it know that...these are available for you...and your children...







gas mask?







ænd please just ubiquipuzzletouspeaces...

yup the doctors right...

Bananas overs days keeps thes doctors aways...


But mary mary quit contrary had golden locks but no skull to be hairy...
that is until she took that pill, grew back her head and gained free will and now she stands with burden still...



Back stood stagnant student stuck erect...glued porus blood soaked sponge congrues to ponder pleasent honorable horizons...

vast to in aww...

we realized the flaw...


when picture frame is acknowledged we need to ask why the contours seem so solid...



when we could easily wave the boundries and realize the potenial in the unintensional

end watch when it evolves to appreciation of the art all around us...



thats pretty much how this junk was made or found fallin at our feet





bananaracks & DustCollectors















ordained munitions

obligated to ask

gas mask?