Friday, October 9, 2009

When the moon is in the seventh house

Remember, if your controllers control anything. It will be what you believe and to whom to be subservient! Oh, fuck Nostra Pajamas! It's know co-ink-a-dink that the complete works of Sir Isaac Newton are owned by israel. WTF's up wit that shit? Mother fuck, yeah, there we go brother. I'm on that shit. I'm down wit it! You wanna bust some proprietaries?
Hmm, I'd like to start with the GOODIES departments now under seige. You'll never hear of the stalemate shootout (one weigh) via the knew regime betweenst our old guard and the knew. That's write mother fuckers. You ain't reading it. I got pressure with you coming out of your tortoise shells awe jerky neck and flexing and the currents been. That Fucking Bad! Your shit's just now starting to cook! You want me to tell you when your, done. Done...
Awe that, all in the split fucking trilliseconds between the words and timing of the stanza! In real time...
Now that's a span of timing in the stream of a thought!

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