all this en masse... gravity toward... "sanity" and sobriety...
well... it's the nicety of giving / stating compliments...
if only there was less fertile ground: to make one's arguments for...
if the united kingdom was more akin to... iceland...
i drink... and that gives me hope in my original venture: h'america signed a plot line division: to abhor the liquid...
for it brought nothing but ill... constipated abolitionists... whiskey frankenstein's monster's fire: bad... mantra...
in that: the perverted persuasion tactic of the... limited sober... sane... the... cream / rather not: the creep of the crop... and this is... somehow... the **** worthy of harvesting?
one ghost... limping... dead loitering limb... a foot... for that crazed ballerina... then a jargon of a hand missing... ghost reading of braille... as one does: when one's elbow arrives on the scene... with... robert downey jr. and tommy lee jones...
then again... ask... what is... homogeneity... to the... russians... sweep-stake the concept of mongol and orc... somehow: the old east... is the new south... you have an imploded "problem"... you allow it... all the circus rights of a democratic load and loot and allowance...
those... whitey... masochistic chant-lords... are no good to begin: governing: anew...
i hear one more ref. to 1984... i swear to god... i'll start the **** book burning fiasco... that's all that's ever recited these days... it's not the monolith of the bible recitation... it's 1984... it's not even: homage to catalonia... it's not even... the stranger by albert camus... it's this... fixation on: this was necessarily true... it had to be necessarily true: since... we ensured that it be... necessarily true!
brave new world and 1984: sometimes known as... the works of prophet isaiah... and malachi... or some bogus first choice answers...
it's not like charles dickens... the pickwick papers are to be cited... no... ray bradbury's fahrenheit 451... or "we" by yevgeny zamyatin... is no... one... to cite... from... the master and margarita... mikhail bulgakov - then again... again... again... he, of our own... that was always right... and we... of his own... dumb enough... to have... walked... into his... prediction... and... gloated at it... when... walking into it... **** y'ay: brovado!
it's one scrutiny to... blind time with all the omnipresence of open space... that there is a future: you'll forgive me: there isn't one... it's all... kiss and kick a donkey with a whipping: blind... then... fish one out... for the royal ascot... with an imaginary carrot... the stick doesn't mind... whether it be imaginary: or detailed...
but as long as someone... somewhere... is reading an alternative... not some... thought-fulfilling gravity of consorts and bitter bitten knees with more than mere... masochism of kneeling on pebbles... there's the... kneeling... and the exposed calf... and biting riddles of... the demon with a name akin to belzeebub! the one associated with minding mosquitos!
sayz who?
that these... people... are well verse... they cite 1984 by george orwell... like they might cite the ******* quran... because: hey presto! something is real! they adore... the past... catching up to the present... and the present being devoid of a future... who aren't the people... already drunk from... something in the past... coming true?!
of fruit: the U.B.D. the B.B.D. and the S.B.D. i love those acronyms as much as i love... that... affair with the acronym of... the idea of USA... prior to... the louisiana purchase... that little affair of anglo-dutch proto-germanicus... maine... new england... all that fuzzy jazz and... smog... and lost clue... for: dreamland of lingering horror...
so said the sober and "sane" people... that sanity of the blah of the herd... well... yeah... h'america and probihition... one of those... moon-milking nation of narratives... how science-fiction was always to eclipse the science itself.