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Voltaire dissapates whilst Leroy fiddles 17 y
when the transcendent penetrates.
Mundacity had set in, it had been nine, count them, nine days since I last had a cigarette. I was heavily under the influence of deepak chopra and the catholic church. Setting bach passacaglias to useless augmented 9ths in bars to impress the opposite sex, cause i’m not telling, no not yet. where does the soul go? under the boardwalk down by the c sharp minor. I need to overcome my desires, overcome my obsessions, overcome my ego to maintain yet enough to ensure i don’t burn my hands or get run over crossing the street. but the goddess was calling pulling me up from the reds, always in bla ... read more Sickly tongue experiment 17 y
Persistant moisture abounds
It’s possible I suffer from persecution complex. Some bloke always sitting next to me, tasting the air every 5 seconds like a lizard or dehydrated dog, but why do they always seem to find me? moisture lapping the air slurp suck slurp, resonating throughout the music of the spheres to taunt and follow, like shaving a persistant hair around a cathater tube; like ear hairs. In seeking the tao have found resistance, insulting pythagoras’s magnum opus. Slurp suck slurp. departing a videothek in small town California, beseiged by pouncing baby snakes. I didn’t even know snakes could pounce. M ... read more Greetings, and thanks! 17 y
Grettings. Thanks. Observations on Zen
Thank you kind Curezone people for giving me this opportunity to create. It is as if the Sky god has opened his mouth and rained down his loose teeth which fertilized the hard rugged terrain with seed of opulent opulence. Loose teeth. Must see a dentist Sky god.
The Middle way unobsessed, the Zen
( Women throw me off the Zen,
the dream of balancing two women
and trying to remain unobsessed)
Neither left nor right,
Neither for nor against.
The problem is:
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