there are three rings know to man,
the ring of courting,
the ring of matrimony,
and what the prince of egypt
said was: an abomination -
the flesh riddle ring of
fore toward the obelisk's
shadow -
she is but a child by comparison:
re-attired: when samael gave
Adam Isaac's ******* to eat...
and even he, with her,
in her pseudo-niqab attire,
the heart-throb dajjal -
he went out to buy napkins,
she went out to buy Houdini -
at the end of it: mini-skirts didn't really
matter whether it remained a liberation ditto -
worn-torn in Armani -
the Qatar and Kuwait of
Saddam: kto daje i odbiera:
ten sie w piekle poniewiera -
or: szemra...
there's the point:
the tarantula bite: to disorientate
etymology....
capircious copernicus said to
Columbus:
vest Indies...
yet a violin's worth of the jade resounded,
or what was worth the envy...
and i did stand in the centre of
Warsaw, and i felt having stood
in a non designated spot,
even though the traffic was a stream...
then someone started sprinkling
the drums and snares with salt...
until i heard a legion of ants
march without god, or any
telepathic origins from man shaved
to ape in shavings attired,
to the cyst pool of gene and
abandoned limbs in siamese windmill clap -
i say word: you cannot identify a sound!
i write down a word, i say:
rektor of Bonne university,
you quickly say: quick-sand in Zurich!
if the Koran was a blessing
to the Arabs... oil is their downfall...
they don't see their downfall, just yet,
but it will come unto them,
like the slav be the Orc...
look at the shadow of the Germanic
peoples... Charlemagne...
saying that, some Slovene will prune
me as being too: Miloševič -
then we slobber and tell ***** *******
jokes... ye'ha!
post-colonial stress disorder...
me? moi paysan,
moi manger un gross déjeuner: Antoinette!
cake... coca coca cola... and all those panda
nicotine jokes... macabre:
she was never ***** by a man who
still practised ******* tennis solo!
p'ooh cha cha.
me writing nonsense is a bit like you
tickling mosquito's ******* while wearing
boxing gloves.... Beethoven became double deaf
when the Pope asked him how to translate
the heavenly choir's: ambiguous ******
saints of Auschwitz - Mel Brooks?
only Jews tell good slapstick?
lazy lazy Pollack... ah cranberry jazz...
vermin... bloated Pakistanis in Rotherham...
i never understood liberal leftists....
not since what happened since Ełk...
and the LYNCH MOB...
or after Charlie... and the arm-in-arm
*******:
you buy a kebab: you assimilate an arab....
it's called racism after the fact...
kristalltag... grafitti hereoism...
then ****** is relative to
talking a labrador ****** a flamingo
asphyxiating on helium...
alo alo Berlin née Nice - or an uncle's buttock
blaze in claiming a stirrup for Hollywood...
matchstick choking... sulphur: airborne:
slightly salty.
well... the media is one propaganda machine...
and indeed: america isn't defending democracy...
it's defending nationalism, patriotism, primarily.
democracy is abstract, it didn't exactly exist
in ancient greece... america is being fed-back
the cold war i narrative, the paranoid scewer
ambiance of a dying refigerator...
please: extract a cough
from the "word" bzzz... and Danish ambiance -
ice ice baby.
well... um... d'uh: buzz.
hey amigo! Alfons is doing the fidgety with
consquistador maracas! we'll get onto
Abram "Biño'' Conejohaß -
and that film, cited: doctor? doctor doctor.
three rings...
cut the male bit off
and become too dependent on the female remains...
vice versus...
and when neither are cut off?
almost dinosaur time frame...
shoving a carrot
up my *** feels as good as shoving e = mc squared up
there too: for the ultimatum cinema
as:
res ex re. who ever said being conscious of
thought was not a ref. to ''god''?
being conscious of thought = not being conscious of
intuition.
if ever man's revision
proved to be contrary to his eternal life,
the 2nd one to come?
me too... a bit tight... i'm sized xl and i
need a loss of the excess skin...
god almighty... is that a question of
the river of abortions, or that of *******?
being bound to a woman
with two rings is enough... but being bound to
a woman with a ring of flesh?
no wonder you buy sushi from Harrods -
the Cairo of the north, shoe-box's worth
of tourism... and still the persistent blitzkrieg of
confetti...
the observsations of *******
bound are beyond niqab...
talk about revisionism...
at least Dobbermanns with their slit ears
and snipped tails look quicker evolved
into chimeras than man will ever be when
strapped to a shed and whipped to bark...
i call man's secular organisation
a shed...
and man's religious organisation?
a bone.
8:55... 8:55...
cut the *****! we need to cut the *****!
we need to cut the ***** of those in power!
we need to cut the *****!
just cut the *****! make them come the Niagara Falls!
we can train with cauliflower...
(citing klemen slakonja yako
slavomiri ziewzek)
8:59.... 08:00.
