Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Would U puh-leeze help a plethora of King Size, wildchild, raw!kuss wurdz which are lookin 4 a home in thy novelty?? Thx. Whew. They're pretty insane, they're bereft of reason, they're the leftover fragments-of-futility in the frigge, stunningly studded with far-out-mold.

Gotta lotta gobba shrewd, surreal, supersonic, subtle slew of sardonic satires, sassy N savvy elixers N electronic elegance on our YOUTHwitheTRUTH blogs. Wannum? Have'm. N'joy'm, miss coffee. Egad! Gett'm outta my hair!!!

How mucha wanna betcha our irrational, industrial, hot-shot, fuse-blowin-exploits R a copious madhouse of one, lavish bookay? Our proFUSE NRGod who leads U.S. to explosive fairy-tales in the 'one-stop-shop' symphony Upstairs? God's the BigDude, the Owner of ElysianFields, the Grand Prize, the Austere Overdrive, NoPurchaseNecessary: our bombastic tenaCITY on a Hill which'll plant the Seeds 4u2 grow-up to new N greater heights!! Mama mia! Thatsa good pasta!!

CAUTION: our 22ish, avant-guard, accurately-atrocious, metal-breadcrumm-fabulishousishness R so bloody out-of-order, toots, they're an intimate wealth of bottomless sophistication. Shhh... but dat juss da fak, Jak. Go ahead. Sue me. Yawn. But, yet, here's the perennial, childlike KOOKOO D'TAH: who else has actually SEEN the Great Beyond in spirit & lived to tella youse bout the bionic, bloated, brevity-like-earth we're living on?? Yes, earthling, I'm a NDE: gain altitude, never attitude: death has no favorites.

However, howja like to RITE
999×999×999×999×999×999×999×999... oemnillion
(<- 000 lower than infinity),
indelible,
illustrious,
incisive,
intrusive,
I N S A N E!!!
sheer-psycadelic-maaadness
novels in Seventh-Heaven with moi in a
quaint, King-Size-Library that has
alla the explosive, exhilarating
exploration AND! expectation?
Exquisite, exponentially explicit?
Extraordinary-expertise-exactly...
withe wildchild, goofy extras
at break-neck-speed for the
length, breadth, width of exquisite,
Life-Size E T E R N I T Y, girl ..???

What's more: sHe's an ultra-great-reward, and not everyone enters the Wedding Feast, Q: why is it an excruciating deluge of epic-.357-caliber where the quality's a limitless bulldozer plowin, pushin-your-power-cord with eternal goodies? A: the Prize-A+-TheEnd just gives U.S. moe-curly-graphix 2 VitSee: an explosion-of-extravagance which few R asking 4 anymore! Grrr. They're too concerned withe grotesque sanity of ambivilant, whorizontal piss-ants which swiftly crawl like lemmings to their scorecard destruction. C'est la guerre.

So break-free, earthling; be like a contraversial outgrowth of incredibly-intoxicating-effusiveness in your zeitgeist of Divine Deviation: wiseabove. Wanna join this useFULL idiot Upstairs 4 the most zany, kooky, X-acto-knife antidotes? Extremely exquisite, explicit endorphins in abundance? Puh-lenty of pulverizingly-tantalizing psychopathic psychosomatics with eXtras? i2i-kick-velocity's-ass-ultra-maximum-rocket-fuel-party-hardy at my pad ya ever encountered without d'New Joisey accent 4 an eternal slew of precarious, magnanimous & primeval absurdities indelibly etched in the granite corridors of eternity with a total-barrage-of-crazy-good, melt-in-thy-mouth 'depth-of-undenial'???

Dominus Vobiscum
(Latin: peace BWU)

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