/you really don't come between me and baltic "sushi", i.e. raw herring fillets in a white vinegar cream cause... that's the "*****" that get's slaughtered by a, gnash... gnash? itchy teeth.
/ and... what is wrong with watching
****?
the movie, without a drama aspect...
ever walk into a cornershop
and buy a magazine,
clearly you never went to a catholic
school - and got away
with a pornostar t-shirt aht read
the slogad: *******
IS NOT A CRIME...
oh... becauae only women can
make profit, exposing their genitals?!
this is going to be fun,
while i tell that to a choir of templars...
so... still-life, bikini **** is bad?
i thought that ***** movies were bad?
you can't have one, without the other:
is this... the second tier of what americans
abolishing alcohol?
i drink, i drink to excess
in the same vein as modern americans
celebrate coffee...
so i am wrong in my excesses of
applying alcohol as a counter to insomnia...
while you celebrate excesses of coffee?!
let me teach you a word or two
of slavic:
pies, na sznurze: wiszącym -
translation?
(a) dog,
on a hanging: noose...
somehow a cruelty against animals
doesn't translate into
a cruelties of man, anti man...
but... this...
cold turkey of *****?
was movie the first and only medium?
what about the imagination
surrounding the curves,
the apples and pears to insist:
we can't really do it with classical
nudist art...
movies?!
you joking...
that element of imagination?!
if you've ever allowed yourself
to buy classical ****,
with still life images of, flesh...
you were never in need of
moving parts...
the still image was always
the potency, of a potential...
and never ever to be discovered,
yet kept,
within the confines of: the per se -
there was always that imaginative
en spiritum composite allowance...
movies... only become first,
in interpretation, then the tertiary
wave enveloped the lost secondary
50s to 70s lost the battle...
and patent primary...
and if i were a picasso?
i wouldn't have allowances to paint
just graces...
of course i won't!
do what a louis XIV might take for
granted...
but then...
but "then" there's no then:
and i reach a pontius pilate
transcendece of -
and let so be so,
so "i" might at least find an i...
with or without "being",
with or without "thought":
the ought of past, future, and a "now"...
and...
schneiden ein kreuz in mein
rücken: und nennem mich
aufrecht ähnlich
ein todlächeln -
oder: gebogen -
mögen - die eitel aspekt
aus leben:
ein bucklige, mit
aufrechtkinder!
one suggestion:
you **** away calling them *****
addicts watching enstilled images
of naked bodies,
like the might not be spotted
going to an art gallery!
still life is all that desires
to be imagined outside its
alcatraz of what becomes
the imaginative motion...
death desires a portrait,
a...
a commission...
reign free: my imagination...
leave the bad acting to the bad actors
of both hollywood editorial staffing
and bad *****...
we're replacing taking
a date to a gallery, and using our tongue,
to using the tertiary "tongue":
with what could have been:
a woman's heart in a man's stomach.