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Man... I should not even be speaking to you. You don't got that broken look, & your edges aren't sharp enough. That exoskeleton never saw the light of day, it laid down and died before ever being concieved. Boy, you ain't no mystery. It kind of breaks my ****** heart though, yknow? No, ydon't though. I mean, yknow how it feels to bleed out all your aura, feeding it to, **** I don't even know, the unknown. Dark energy. The infinite divine, the great conundrum. Givin it to god? Wherever you find him or her or whoever. Whatever. I guess it doesn't really matter as long as you're happy. In the dust clouds of the destruction the bedlam be loud & disgusting & lovely & you may find solace if you so choose. That ***** is hiding specifically there, you just gotta look. But it WILL be exhausting & exasperating & emotionally draining. All the ice'll melt before it bubbles & becomes vapor & you won't believe it, all cause you can't see it but that's ******* stupid. They say people don't like to be called stupid. Yet the sad reality is a lot of them are, or at least they just got a lot of really stupid tendencies & would rather not address those kinds of things. But see... man, I don't think anything's sacred anymore. So simply. **** it, go with the flow, just...float. Oh I wish. I could take myself serious, so others might take me serious but I end up sounding crazy either way. I think we're all losing interest here. & I'm gettin real sick of tryna make sense of myself, to myself, to & of everybody else. So if anyone needs me you know where to find me. I'll just be kickin it in the middle of "the **** like. This is my normal.
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 4:06 AM UTC
Hello Zanzibar
Man... I should not even be speaking to you. You don't got that broken look, & your edges aren't sharp enough. That exoskeleton never saw the light of day, it laid down and died before ever being concieved. Boy, you ain't no mystery. It kind of breaks my ****** heart though, yknow? No, ydon't though. I mean, yknow how it feels to bleed out all your aura, feeding it to, **** I don't even know, the unknown. Dark energy. The infinite divine, the great conundrum. Givin it to god? Wherever you find him or her or whoever. Whatever. I guess it doesn't really matter as long as you're happy. In the dust clouds of the destruction the bedlam be loud & disgusting & lovely & you may find solace if you so choose. That ***** is hiding specifically there, you just gotta look. But it WILL be exhausting & exasperating & emotionally draining. All the ice'll melt before it bubbles & becomes vapor & you won't believe it, all cause you can't see it but that's ******* stupid. They say people don't like to be called stupid. Yet the sad reality is a lot of them are, or at least they just got a lot of really stupid tendencies & would rather not address those kinds of things. But see... man, I don't think anything's sacred anymore. So simply. **** it, go with the flow, just...float. Oh I wish. I could take myself serious, so others might take me serious but I end up sounding crazy either way. I think we're all losing interest here. & I'm gettin real sick of tryna make sense of myself, to myself, to & of everybody else. So if anyone needs me you know where to find me. I'll just be kickin it in the middle of "the **** like. This is my normal.
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Farrokh Bulsara a.k.a. Freddie Mercury British singer, songwriter known universally Confirmed he had AIDS and then died the next day His music through Queen still rocks us all the way Came a man from Zanzibar named Farrokh Whose tastes were both flamboyant and baroque For fame he was ready Changed his name to Freddie After his death millions still love this bloke A Heathrow baggage handler prior to fame Wrote a song about his favorite cat, Delilah by name In his personal life he was very shy, gentle and kind His life and times are “guaranteed to blow your mind”
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Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
Guaranteed To Blow Your Mind