I’ve conformed to unconformity. What a calamity. Illogically. Anomaly. I be a perplexed paradox.
THE ALL CAPPED OUT PROPHET!
Froodem
Is it just me or is our freedom of choice lookin like an A or B survey.
This one I tried not to think to much
We’re all ice cubes, slowly losing density, you so afraid of death ; sleep is to dream of lying on a frying pan, evaporate thinly and collide partically charged oinic sparks little unvierse start from the force it be creating , disintegrate to otherly outer worldly playing fields with minds free of shields cause theres no stopping this like the thunder gods. So how about I chryo genetically mr freeze you head 2 sleeves 2 knees to avoid eulogy, I’m no biology major but you might need sweater and some liptons every decade or so just so you know and you won’t lose a toe. afro nose best when it comes to the knowing of the test he stuff the answers in the back of his nest like hair but beware there’s a snare in there to so he don’t get pocketed cause those streets are hard to compete with. the w on my hat stands for “what” or word, w/e you fancy I wear to keep the bird turds from infiltrating my brain station.
Stre ngth enough to pull powerfully attracted words apart. Word art
My mind is an inclined skate rink with a cliff side, I start to slide to the brink so I pulled a quick thinker outa my noggin and stopped my tobogganin behavior with an ice pick, attacked the slick white like a dentist serious about plaque. It was along time coming, trekking up this slippery slope.