Monday, August 29, 2011

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"

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