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free-fall speed fails to capture conscious creation as a universal tool neon tracers flash into oblivion time archetype shifting as humanity’s truth blurs lines of reason and Neil Donald sits idle – Go-re-ra grows in poison oceans and constitutional rights are being applied to sheep in suits rooted fruitcakes stuck in last year’s Autumn ascot and a 1927 spending frenzy – three times before we killed 30,000 brown people and for what glory of a flag misinterpretation of destiny and god on the side of white industrialists – sun wrinkles start to distinguish my eyes from youthful indifference to a Clint Eastwood style stare looking for the one that needs killin’ in order to save this here town – no entity exists as I read the pages of corporate personhood law erosion trails cut deep into my cheeks a landscape destroyed by reality and acceptance there is still time to buy a small piece of land and do my Tim Leary impression –
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
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free-fall speed fails to capture conscious creation as a universal tool neon tracers flash into oblivion time archetype shifting as humanity’s truth blurs lines of reason and Neil Donald sits idle – Go-re-ra grows in poison oceans and constitutional rights are being applied to sheep in suits rooted fruitcakes stuck in last year’s Autumn ascot and a 1927 spending frenzy – three times before we killed 30,000 brown people and for what glory of a flag misinterpretation of destiny and god on the side of white industrialists – sun wrinkles start to distinguish my eyes from youthful indifference to a Clint Eastwood style stare looking for the one that needs killin’ in order to save this here town – no entity exists as I read the pages of corporate personhood law erosion trails cut deep into my cheeks a landscape destroyed by reality and acceptance there is still time to buy a small piece of land and do my Tim Leary impression –
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Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
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