It's like a rage against the machine...it's like a rising, and yet the matter...decoded flows code the machine...it's very much in-line...as expected...not at all a surprise...lucrative...sedated uprisings galore...and the presentation, the visual, like kids jumping on a bed....it looks the part, and yet even among the artistry, the mirror will have to the day...as decaying death looking alive...Is this something bad or good...it never really goes there...it's simply activities to preoccupy the time...is this not a passing? Should we simply have something actually violent? What's the point of that? But in terms of the free-flow of information and presentation, any and all, as would be expected, at least once upon a time in the US, are welcomed. Information flow, any and all, matters...as for ice cubes mattering...it has a purpose, but the free flow of information...if a mind understands how to question matters yes, if a mind is inclined toward controversy, it's more smiling lazy bullshit on parade, ready to goosestep in the name of being free #NotAmericanBehavior Can't keep up with the words...then own your skillz...it's okay, but to veneer over and pretend...#NotAmericanBehavior...Can't keep up, then try a little harder loves...It's like the mind that thinks this is about actual Revolution...It's not...this just in. More like wild hair among mirroring distortions...It's not as if I'm really a shock to the system in relation to the generations decades before the 90s, but these days...I'm the fucking BEAST....Off his rocker...
Never down home, just out and about...adventuring like nature boy.
And when wild hair is simulacra Revolution...She's on the controversy plan...I wonder what that is...round and round we go...I'm with the organ player at the center...watching the keys and pedals...looking up, viewing a blur upon a distance horizon in clear view...the other crew, in view of each other, clearly observed, the horizon a white light stairway, the music maker crew, devilsh divergence carrying on about a horizon view entirely different, of metaphysics, of exploration, of tracing designs among the layerings of arrangement, of rigors...of something that just sounds complicated, vs just keep spinning, just keep spinning...like blur and the universal...hopefully the priest doesn't like you...otherwise...enter a rude awakening....
we are the music makers and we the dreamers of a...just keep spinning...just keep spinning...
nature simulating revoltuion...revolution simulating nature...the environment...Rise up to protect...the music makers are completely caught off guard by this one...It's a real movement I tell you...A shock to the system...spinning...as for the ones at the keys and pedals...and that view of the horizon...I wonder what's happening here...Naure here, Revolution there, mobius cut...Revolution there, Nature there, mobius cut....cut...cut...cut...CUT....just keep spinning...a spun web of realization...like bubble gum love...out and about...among the mirroring distortions, among the mobius strip cuts...a ball of dismantling rise up that remains sinking...it's completely catching the music makers off guard...like a MTV rage against the machine presentation...Those Jewish Motherfuckers (Muslim on the television screen (as the bloody cartesian sieve turns) and dichotomy the concern because you give such a fucking damn...nothing to consider among the in-between, you got it in a headline, like a darwinian wasp sting to a zombie...here tell all about your worries among the screen, show all how much give a fuck you can muster, even as the behavior indicates, you could give two fucks little angel, but by all means let us all know how concerned you are and how much you fucking care...again like the zombie upon a Darwinian wasp...)...eeek...totally didn't anticipate that one...the DNA between the real and simulated...and you are here to shake your fist...sure thing...here are some pamplets on the next pitchfork and fire community hall...come out and about and play...be one with your nature...and nature...after all, aren't you a protector of all that is under the sun...by all means...let's play...that is, to rise up in relation to...to at least make even the slightest effort to question the construct of matters, the measures under the hood...to step off the spinning platform and chill with the music makers...but when it's a white light finish to life that one is set on, like a spiritual bukkake session...by all means, it's at least easier that way...I wonder what you are about? ANGELS!
Among his image and among the word...Talk Talk shadow show...Plato's cave...what's that, let us prey...just gossiping...totally innocent. We love without question.....D-WASP...DWASP...Snap, Crackle, POP...ice crispy...bug light residual...figured it all out and with such ease...His creation, precluding inner workings of such an assertion of course....Spinning...Spinning...Demeter Cornucopia...Dorothy...Home....Spinning....Spinning....Lolipop Guild...Tong Zi Dan...Green Eggs and Ham....Creation all around....Nature a purity snatch virgin needing yet another set of heroes...Spinning....Spinning...meanwhile the music makers not on board...I wonder why? A cohesive thesis in the bag...making all the sense...normal...family portraits on the wall...played up...NEVER...Shine On!
..into the light...calculating infinity and beyond...a grasp of non-grasp...mathematical sublime...purr den lovers...so happy...so kind...it's truly the way...twogether as one...embracing...mirror mirror...hang it on the wall...not being used whatsoever...Peace brothers and sisters...be one with nature....love nature....protect nature, like immaculate conception...be the vapor saint protecting her...you are the provider provided to provide...piece...in-motion...doing what is needed...it's all getting better now...like simulacra revolution...on the rise, mobius strip cuts and all...Peace sells....revolution sells...nature sells...Piece Sales...get your out of trouble and/or on the better way move opportunity today...your the music maker entirely...even if you are spinniing...a menagerie of linear progress...we support you...by all means save us all...sell it...reject the sell even as you sell...take control spinning music maker....take con-troll....
...let us all strive for peace....it's all very peaceful...that split...that counter peace implication...VIOL-ence...but yes to be so loving...to shine...to become a little purrrr den of white light...you setting violent measure...the counter-implication...and angelic accord...firestarters...never! The cartesian sieve saves...the elevations toward the mirror...your best wof in sheeps clothing friend...let us prey...
