It blows through the desert
with nothing to divert
Like a deer running wild
Or a wild rambunctious child

Like a breath in and out
the power in a water spout
Tornado's engine makes it run
the leaves run with it just for fun

It has a name
and you know its game
To chap, chafe and burn
you have felt it spurn

Your attempts to tame
are all in vain
But live through, you must
or it will make you feel trussed

The name is ventus ictus
You cannot restrict us.

The night was washed out in a errie blue grey. The moon made the beat for me a bit less anxious.. This part of the city aint never been kind. Taking a long drag from a stale ciggarette i thought about the dective boss man introduced me too at the bar. A Robert Cobalt. A steely dispostion and eyes that cut through in a way that didnt make total sense. He told me about a  lead. Riches and adventure await if I'd just put aside some morals and go with it he said. Diamonds.. Always been attracted to the worthless things, theyre just rocks but I bet a fist full of em.would make any man feel like a god. The light turned green and I wondered what would make a man get all twisted up and go after such a thing. Turning a corner towards 8th street I looked out my passanger window and saw something not too out of the ordinary on this side, a man approaching a women, knife in hand and a gait that meant bussiness. I turned on my lights and told the sunnuvabitch to stop where he was, guess the man was desperate cause he ran full force towards the women, after her bag id guess. Reflex and training set in and i went through the motions, the whole time thinking theres no way i could be fast enough to stop this. What i sae next surprised the hell outta me. Calm as could be, right before the man got to her and right as i was stepping out of the car she threw an elbow right into the mans chest. He doubled over, caught of guard by the heavy blow. She grabbed the back of his head by his hair pulled him up straight and flat laid him out with a well placed blow to the jaw. Subsequenctially my jaw hit the floor. I walked towards her slowly, the threat neutralized. She stood calmly and lit her self a smoke. She told me her name was Tessa. Tessa rosiere. A privite invistagator. I guess i looked more shaken than she did as she offered me a ciggarette. I stood there for maybe a bit too long without saying anything and the man started to groan and stir. I asked what she was doing out here this late already knowing the answer. Following a lead she says.. Before i can ask more theres a bright flash a strange smell and a dull pain. I look down and my stomachs leaking blood. Cant remember much after that. No idea who had shot me but waking up in the hospital on the east end was surprise. Still alive i guess. The sterile scent of the room made me feel like.running and the sight of all the tubes sent my heart faster than it needed to be. Shot in gut. Either by tessa or by that ***.. Maybe even some one else who knows. Still alive though.. Oddly the tgought of diamons crept into my scattered brain. The idea seemed more than appealing now.  No more late beats in a bad part of town. No more getting shot,  no more having to work. Just a fist full of diamonds and the freedom.to do as i wanted. My last groggy thought as the flourecnest lights blurred was of Cobalt.. I'd find the *******. And see what he had to say
.sleep took me like a riptide.

It wasn't long after when I got out of the hospital. The doctor gave me all kinds of prescriptions but I knew the only medicine i needed was waiting for me in a smokey room full of tired souls. A double on the rocks. I walked into the run down pub and the smell of cigars and whiskey welcomed me like a hug from my father. Only not as warm. "Double on the rocks. Keep me comin til I leave." I said. Muddy Waters was painting the whole place blue. "That's not gonna help you heal, jewels.." A voice said behind me. I turned around and it was special agent Heller and her trainee Agent Ronen. They had sweet faces but you'd be a lucky man to not be on their bad side. Heller blew smoke in my face with a smile. I guess that's as close as I'll get to a "welcome back". We sat and talked for a while while Ronen looked at her phone. She wasn't into conversation much. Once we were all sure we had one too many, we were ready to call it a night until Ronen got a call. "****. Don't pack it in just yet." Heller scoffed "I'll be ****** if I'm gonna go wipe some rookies nose this late at night." Ronen looked at her boss sternly. "You're gonna wanna see with one. It's not rookie this time. Murphy Pendleton just kicked the door in on a **** lab on 92nd street". Pendleton. That crazy *******. Hearing his name ****** me off. "You guys can go handle that ******* on your own. I'm not..." "No. You're coming. I saw your badge and Gun. You might as well be on the clock Jewels. Let's get down there before he scares off the camera crews again. It's gonna be a long night." Heller said putting out her cigarette in my drink. She was right. No one ever wants to walk in on a crime scene if Pendleton is involved. Chief Cobalts been after that ******* badge for years. But ******* does he get the job done. Tip the bartender, grab the coats. Time to see what fresh hell was waiting for us. Before we left, I put Tom Waits on the jukebox...

I don't even hear the sirens anymore. We all got in Hellers squad car and headed to the crime scene. I see the lights flashing from the roof of the car. But the sirens might as well be the sound of a car passing or a telephone ringing. When you hear something everyday, it just fades away. Heller and Ronen sat up front and I was in the back. I had forgotten how cramped it was back there. It took me back to when I was a stupid kid. Back when I was afraid of those same lights and same sirens. Back when i still saw people passing by, not just potential criminals. We pulled up to the crime scene and the press was everywhere. The whole front of the building was taped off. "Well at least there aren't any bodies in the street this time. Looks like Pendleton could be getting soft on us." I saw Ronen let a smile slip across her face. I couldn't help but laugh. We all know Pendleton's rep. I guess you gotta have a dark sense of humor for this ****. One of the rookies I liked was holding the line. "Ventus. What are we looking at?" I asked while lighting up a cig. Ventus looked down at her feet. "It's not good. He really just......it's not good." She said in a tired low tone. Heller put a hand on her shoulder. "Go home Tera. We can handle this. Jewels. You go on ahead with Ronen." Heller said. We walked under the tape and towards the scene. The door to the small shop was handing off the hinges. Bullet holes in the glass. Blood on the floor. The red trail led us to the back room. One. Two. Three. Four. Four dead bodies. Blood on the walls. And in the cleaning supply closet on the back wall off this moldy dreary **** lab sat Pendleton on a over turned bucket. He still had his pistol in his hand. "Ronen. I'm gonna..." I started. "Psh. You don't gotta tell me twice." She said before exiting back to the front of the store. A shoe shop with a **** lab in the back. That's a new one. I started towards Pendleton. It was hardly a graceful entrance on account of having to dance around dead bodies. About 3 feet from Pendleton is where I noticed, the man wasn't shaking. He was just sitting. "Pendleton. What the **** are you doing? What happened here?" I barked. "Got a lead on this lab and came to investigate. As soon as they saw me, the pulled their guns. I didn't wanna get left out so I pulled mine. The 2 up front ran to the back. Caught the tall one in the shoulder. Reloaded and came back here. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom." He said. Calm and collected. "There's only 2 guns on the floor. The other two, why are they dead?" I asked. "**** Jewels. Maybe after I dropped the two with guns, the other 2 picked them up. Maybe I did what I had to. And maybe I'm not in the mood for all YOUR ****** QUESTIONS." He yelled looking up at me. His teeth showing like a mad dog. His gun was still in his hand. "Get your **** together Pendleton. This isn't the time or place for your ****. And put your ****** gun up. The cameras are right outside." I said quietly. Pendleton was a loose canon. And I made it known I hated his guts. But hey, you can't choose who you work with. "What's the matter with you? Normally you woulda left by now. Why are you sticking around for this one?" I asked looking around the room. Pendleton reached in his pocket and pulled something out. "I pulled the IDs on all these guys." He said handing me for drivers licenses. "Jacob Wrens, Joseph Brown, Tanner Wilcocks and David........Cobalt..." I read to myself. I darted my eyes at him. His face was dead. His eyes were grey. "Murphy.....are you telling me......one of these kids is the chiefs son?" I said slowly. He looked down at the floor, opened his mouth and said ".....was"

Pay attention - WIND DIRECTION

XIII fuga                    - et si qui facit paleas:
Charles, et valorem et ex expansion Planck praeclaram
nobilis; maybe; Hic igitur ****, non est iustus,   lassus
salus, *** de actione retractationis homines qui volunt
foot vivere fine praeclara dierum scents *** annis Italiae
laminate ea vita est; Et factum est autem pietatem,
ideo quiescere de deserto vero ratio imaginis;
et ad martyrium Petri d'Einstein Domus page
Gloria ego sentias from ea in domo et in praesidio
Ad secundum mutationes separate confinia ita ut
I feel inexcusables vinegar, and vinum necessarium usum,
et cera alba dam mulier de terra per Einstein,       quod est
From Palma commando in securitatem et ens in lectulo
in mes, et malus est emptio principle fidem in tenebris;
Mode non sint plures tuum, sicut before annos ***,
regnum; Nudus *** Iudaeis Veni enim in splendoribus
volutpat extremi naturam Einstein et Lucrecia plenum
esset violent; Fit consume in coetibus; Illi, ut supra
dictum est in harenae "in project Baptismatum,
et quod peccata temporis: non enim dictum est, sed est
a *** sermo; Extra ordinem infantem pessulum ostii
aperu *** nuper judicatis Inaugurated in caelum
Einstein scriptor COCAINUM, ***,  qui Quod Sit adhuc
iudicio contendam cognitione communicare debetis noctu
Recensiones est mater mea et qui ex eo est europa
universalis filias regis, Hoc modus est frigus, et reginae
Alba Classroom volumine in comitatu Fusion-A mortuo Salis
Einstein scriptor ventus in flumine et in parte ostensum est,
in superiors, quia dum fieri potest ut ego postulo
mutare vel vitrum, Quod free mortuus quod autem ad
pecuniam Causidicali morbo in gym Given distantiam,
Einstein matris auditum edissere noctu Gratias tibi agimus,
oscula *** ad te in nocte, et mortuus est in Europa et
quod ducit ad festum celebrants diem pro habitu partium
naturam acutius QUI NATUS selio in domum Iuda in
desertum sortis erant, quod e Rerum ire ad unus de
you benefit from amicitias parabant regina of this;     Num erit
Crassitudo patrui eius Omnibus abstinet et DECREMENTUM;
Et tollet Northmanni locus in fine vitae, et febricitantem.

Flight 13 -       makes hay of Charles from the expansion
of the value of the Planck Institute, Nobel Prize; maybe;
This man is not just tired of hesitation,                  to those who want
safety more dynamic than the many excellent times to live 30 years
in the Italian duck:
This is the life plate & it is a pity;              Therefore unless the rest
of the waste system of the image; Einstein's home page
& martyrdom of Peter's Glory around the house &
around the terraces, will think about me? According to the changes
that evictions the use of wine vinegar becomes necessary;
Some white wax Einstein, from the land, that is,
De Palma command in the security being in bed
In the table,              the bad credit to purchase principle in the dark;
It was found out that at the age of 30;             the kingdom of naked
Jews as white as last weekend &  the full nature of Einstein's
manicurists & violence;           This is done through the rings
that consumers of the soul,              as has been shown above,
That is in the sand       "in the project baptisms for those sins,
as has been true when the word for it may be,          however,
the baby, bolt cutting inaugurated recently that opens judges
in the sky of Einstein's *******, 30 of which there is no other;
the knowledge of him communicates there also ought to be a last
wash at night,      I will execute judgmental reviews for the mother
& the European; the rest of this mode is cool & the Queen's White
Hall dead volume in the company Fusion-A Salt;  They came to the river
& on the other side as shown by Einstein
together into the higher,               because as long as it is, that the work of
free to change the crystal from the dead;               The right to the money,
far from a place of exercise of the disease Dada
Einstein's tonight and we thank you tell the hearing
with his mother,          30 kiss you on the night before he died
in Europe on the feast of celebrating the day,         for his part,
entering into the state of Nature younger than the instruments
home for a lifetime in the wilderness of Judah,      which lieth
in one of the things but these are the goods of love,
but they are prepared for a queen, from the thickness
of the self-native wife & shrinkage;
That is normally located at the end of life & fever.

Cosmogony of My Emotions: Teleological Theosophy of My Personal Theology
Death cannot defined. Being of ultimate consequence it is above causation, yet reigns supreme as an effect. It can only be affined: Aqua, Ignis, Terra, Ventus , Umbra, Lucem/ Hydro, Pyro, Gaia, Aero, Erebus, Aether, all swirl in dead languages spoke a thousand years ago yet they all have been read by our generation in our youth.
The veil of death is a tabernacle in which only the high priest returns from walking, all others are drug back rope around their solar plexus. All paths of death are two fold.
First, from the feet of the Teleologic Cosmos of Emotion we grow towards the Son, the Father, and the Holy Spirit. From the abyss we stare at the knees of the concave exterior of healing. Like the twins of June, hate and pain, are the two closest modes to death, but not the most direct. I feel fear is the ultimate neighbor of death. The flow of Consciousness lies first in the womb. Concealed from the light, darkness sheilds us from the illusion of Illumination. Hate feeds into pain as Pain feeds into hate, like a sibling rivalry. The knees (pain and hate) bend not to cushion the feet (death) but to stop the pelvis (fear) from shattering under the weight of the back bone (Stillness).
Adapted to the new ways of my mother's demon of lust wedding sloth and gluttony. Sin is the seat of unconscious control, or lack there of like a drunk blacked out asleep, already anticipating his next drink. Hate is Ache followed by ate. Pain and hunger are two sides of the same page. What can I say, everything happens for a reason. Even if I feel it was treason yet I'm no regal prince, nor a Mercury lying closest to the Solar, I drenched myself in my own masochism: physically mentally spiritually, and had done so for years. The basis of your emergency alert was quite founded, yet not without ignorance. Yet to me, you felt i was going to rise through fear to descend into pain and find my new year 25th, death. But the beauty is in my birth with one hair on my head I left the manger a man, no wig, feeling for the first time while the police speak to my mother searching like the warriors dispatched of Herod. My blood spirit is free, having saved Adam through the pyramid  I dethrone Satan by the sip of the crown of the feathered serpent. Yet you hate he who fell. I fear the vile nature of the burning fields respecting the ignitor of the flames as the sole cause of err that lead or Savior to accomplish who no one else could. For without the fall of the unholy, wingless, cut from tip to tip, Iesus-Yeshua-Judah would not be your most beloved. Without the pain of Christos (the annointed), Khristos (the enlightened) would not achieve ideology of the cosmos. Pain rises to fear shortly, and shifts into hate in confusion as siblings squabble, as I had done internally for a decade. Yet through the gift of the heart heavenly Saul is able to see the life lesson to use the lower part of our mind to find the Big Blue. Pain ascends into love if and only if death can bounce like glue. If you aim for the Sun and the Moon you can only be a child of astronomy, yet you showed me my dreams to buy you a ring of Saturn and hand it to you on a Sunday. I believed my pain laid plain and bare could convince you of you're convictions. My mission in the deepest recesses of body was for you to give into your fears so we could slip into the underworld of sin sipping red wine until the mounring in my heart rose Rex by the fading starlight. I dream to live a lye, basic as alkaline, I wished to be a battery. I saw myself freed of my woman battering heritage ceasing the cyclic self fear that posited the ferocity of my fore fathers, due to the love of a woman most beloved and true. I felt you could be the instrument to my Burning Lyre, my love Plutonic I felt my crow caw. As I held you in my arms singing with you in harmony, setting the bond between the viscous cycle of Pain, paying dues with Hate, to rise like smoke to face fear starring death in the face like a shadow below. The night sky black with how to Know, twinkling with the star light of Love. Only above the vault of heavens clung Joy, Hope, and Live.
Without poeticizing further, what I term the Basement of Abasment consists of Death at the roots (red inverted triangle) rising into Hate (orange w/ red center) and Pain (tan w/ red center), with the connection of Pain and Hate forming a cross with the direct bond between death and fear (yellow w/ small red center).
Proceeding up the towards the chain of being, leads to what I call the equator of emotions. Cling/stillness/resolve is the grey region connecting all body's of feelings as the Moses, the leader of the Exodus and the appellation of the celestial globe. It binds Love and Know laterally to one another, while connecting the Vault of Virtue to the Basement of Abasement.

.it turns out German, is a language worthy of opera... but, my god... to my surprised liking, who would have thought that Peter O'Toole could play a baddy, in the **** fetish TCM film from 1967... the night of the Generals... great... but i still think movies were better in Technicolor... i haste CGI... give me a Technicolor film and i'm like: agape... someone telling me to shut my mouth, so that a passing seagull cannot drop a dump into it... yeah yeah, Jack Lemon, Shirley MacLaine (god, she was hot... those dreamy eyes, akin to Claire Forlani) in the Apartment... but the ultimate Technicolor classic has to be Bell, Book and Candle... James Stewart, Kim Novak... sure, sure, the coloring seems excessive, but it's the excessive aspect of Technicolor that's so... comic book... eh... modern films... like the Artist or Schindler's List attempting to revive black & white... how about... reviving Technicolor?!

a recurring theme of internet usage...
lately i've been having
a problem taking a **** in one
sessions...
    oh god, i tried playing video games,
listening to music
while reading some Heidegger...
but it's like... i need to go back,
and sit on the throne of thrones...
and expect some inverted **** ***...
mind you...
i really admire the homosexuals...
i wouldn't have the ***** to ****
****, or there lack of...
kudos gents, kudos...
         but the whole drama ends while
i massage my **** while sitting
on my heel on a windowsill...
ha ha! that rhymes!
        and i obviously need to do the following...
preliminary drinking...
a beer, two shots of ms. amber,
another beer...
   and some alt. media political
commentary videos...
       and when i'm done... the menu comes
to my attention...
  and that sweet, sweet grand release
of not giving a **** about freedoms like
the freedom of speech...
crescendo cascada...
   cascade of sounds, ambivalences...
music becomes water...
   ars musica, est aqua repraesentatio...
you'd think of ventus...
how European music could be
described as representing the winds...
well... prior to the African-import
revision and incorporation of the drums...
you could see it as such...
but...
    when you counter the H'american
freedom of speech...
                 argumentation...
        and listen to some of the internet
commentaries...
  have enough drink in you...
and abruptly put on some Beethoven?
the ******* dam bursts...
   aqua, anti claudo...
                    so while the Africans are
all smug about their melatonin
concentration, their perfected skin
not riddle by acne...
           who's who in the lactose race?
you can contain almost all other elements...
but water?
    compared to these internet
commentaries, with a shy intake of drinks
in me... i put on Beethoven and
explode into a fury of joviality and hope...
music is the representation of water...
oddly enough...
with all the brass and woodwinds it
ought to be wind...
               but come the crescendo...
what do i see?
  or a preliminary crescendo teaser
without the choir, in Beethoven?
                    the bursting Hoover dam...
oddly enough... the addition
of the African accent of excessive drumming?
i think loop, i think tornado,
i think...
           there story of the reel...
repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat...
the end sounds just like the beginning...
with some sort of variant in the middle...
well...
   here's to that second beer.

finding streets with names standing bare back against the wind,
trees a spirit of the times step look
;;can fingers//twisted//ebbed//
gross indecencies ab.ate masterful pieces, works,, looks unlike piercing glances
trancing, truncating Euripides a species of deer unlike peace
so, canned fingers
happ
ens
a shame when you consider.
Does this make Sense to you?

"reperio vicus per nomen superstes patesco tergum obviam ventus ,
to meet with village very name survivor of another's death to be laid open back on the way wind,"
no?
good.

Hie alta stare non possunt,
lacessendo et ventus aeri,
ad nihilum deduces me
ferte me

//Translation\

I can stand here tall
challenging the wind and sky
to sweep me up
and carry me away

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Angel is a mainstream mass Beasley
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national and local celebrity judges
confer foreigners. Many of the decisions
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England promoted competition in the central area
a series held around the country in the summer.

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not in strife & contest, sponsored by the
To write the features in the public places in the age of,
& the winners groups used the front covers;
The newspaper costs some, amongst whom the Daily Mirror
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Vogue & the New York Daily Mail
The magazine Hi! In stories, iron,
winners of national and local

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Angelus sit amet ***** Beato
anno disposita [I] pulchritudo;
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pompa ad 1980s quae circum;
et pulchritudo in regione Missam pro mundo;
Puer natus est inter UK M. USA, Angliæ, Scotiæ,
Missa Pange c.

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iudices et celebritate loci nationalibus
externi conferre. Multa de judicio
acrior instant, et enim tellus
Comparat regionem circum competition
et in specie de Air Jordan unum exemplum maximum:
Sed constituit ad iudicandum panel in mole Sussex '.

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Competition in media area Anglia promoted
seriem tenuit aestatis circa regionem.

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non in contentione et certamine editarum
Ut scribam de features in platea veritas per annos,
Et *** winners coetibus adhibetur frontem tegit.
Acta diurna aliquot, quibus in cotidiano Speculum Heroicum
Heroici aetatis suae duobus annis, variis LUCTUS
Vigebat & New York Daily Mail
Et magazine Salve! Contabulatas ferro
winners of nationalibus ac locorum.

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In certamine MMVIII exemplar factus est magis activa officium marescalli et Chloe regit, in mole featuring membrum British Army est, Katrina Hodge, primus spectaculi excogitavit. [II]

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25 the winner in the political battle, with their performance,
ceremony was transferred to the 1980s which was round his neck;
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The boy born in the UK Marcus USA, England, Scotland;
Western Wind c.

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national & local celebrity judges
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The magazine Hi! stories & other steel
winners of national and local;

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honore translatum 1980s quae circum;
nam in mundo, et pulchritudo in missa et in regione,
Puer natus est M. USA et UK, Angliæ, Scotiæ,
Tibi Trinitas c.

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iudices et celebritate loci nationalibus
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calefaciat et religionem
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Jordan praesertim exemplum maxima iuxta
Sed iudicanti placuit panel in mole Sussex '.

Anglia, sunt mulieres de millibus, ut, *** de regionem per circuitum,
Competition in media arena de Anglia promoted
seriem tenuit aestatis c. religionem.

News de Mundus, "Take a Effrego" magazine
non in contentione et certamine editarum
Ut scribam de features in via, per annos,
Winners coetibus adhibetur, *** frontem legit;
Speculum Heroicum plures quotidie diurna
Heroici aetatis suae duobus annis, variis LUCTUS
vigebat in New York Daily Mail
Et magazine Salve! alias fabulas et ferro
winners of nationalibus ac locorum

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In certamine MMVIII exemplar factus
est magis activa opus marescalli et Chloe
in mole featuring a socius ex British Army, Katrina Hodge, primus spectaculi excogitavit. [II]

Missam pugnare fere estate regia et Anglis omnibus clinched Henrici quinto loco cursor-I; *** bis in mole, aut mole mundi (Miss USA) et Europa manus.

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national and local celebrity judges
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The heroic age of two years, various DOLE
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The magazine Hi! steel and other stories
winners of national and local.

Competition winner England sent along with the winners of Miss Northern Ireland, Scotland & Wales Lamb size can be sent to compete in the world. Four elements of the earth is a worthy competitor offering entrants with the title & crown of Miss United Kingdom.

In the 2008 model contest became more active work of Marshall & Chloe in bulk featuring a member of the British Army, Katrina Hodge, the first pageant. [2]

Mass fight almost all the English royal estate Henry clinched fifth place runner-1; With twice the size or bulk of the world (Miss USA) & Europe hands.

1 + 1 = 2
or 1 + a = 1a

a bit like my idea of: unconscious spatial coordination...
and at the time time my idea of unconscious
temporal coordination, after all... given enough
time and enough space: the two seem to merge...
ergo? e = mc²
     funny that... that's "almost" like the acronym of
my legal name... eschlert = matthew x conrad squared...
i've waited for this cigarette for an entire day...
i'm disappointing my high from the nicotine rush
by jumping right into typing...
    obviously i'm meticulous since i'm not some
lazy Bukowski... and i'm not allowing myself
to cling to chicken-scratching hand-writing akin
to a Samuel  Beckett...
            Nietzsche perhaps walked a lot...
i walked a lot too... from Havering Country Park
through Hainault Forest... a nice round-up
of the Essex countryside... but that was never to be
enough...
i needed to elevated thinking to be outside
the realm of maxims... aphorisms...
i always abhorred that style of writing...
Ovid's or Horace's cascades of narrative...
   oh to hell with the theatre of Shakespeare!
      if you're going to go "big": might as well learn
from the old...
i was getting my haircut today
in between doing some landscaping
using a 55kg wacker... well... compared to
a kango... breaking up concrete...
i was spreading butter (sand) with a butter-knife
(the wacker) on butter and toast...
but my "barber" was being harsh with me...
why was she so rough?
i could feel every scratch of the blades...
she employs a girl... a Mikaela... a Mikey...
i abhor how the English shorten beautiful sounding
names into forms of ugliness...
the meaning is lost: who resembles god?
i type in what i transcript: Michkalia? 29 results
from google...
now i couple that name with... hey presto!
Michkalia kaltnacht...
that's a googlewhack...

             ich bin ein: nein... nicht übermensch...
mich?! ich bin ein: allmann!
that's what i am... i found that i had nothing
to overcome... i had to superpowers...
there was nothing to overcome...
apart from... the English gimmick of:
a jack of all trades yet a master of none...
no...

i'm not work-shy... but i too can have bouts of
having to deflate my original energies of intent...
lie in bed for a day... experience a break
from drinking... deflate my former carousel
****** of the *****...
   but i'm not idle... like a Somali...
          i take interest in literature...
i take interest in art... in music...
    i did my science bit by studying chemistry to
a bachelor's level... now this...
crowd safety... trying to spot a Manchester Arena
bomber... frequenter of the brothel...

poetry... sure... heavy equipment tools...
the kango... the wacker...
i even managed to gallop on a horse in Poland's
pine forests... didn't break a neck...
bit a hoof...
               cinema used to be fun once...
i was a big cinema nerd once...
i used to be a big music nerd too...
    now... eh... whatever i find i keep to myself...

scientific news bores me...
    etymology is more interesting than history
per se... weird...
so why did this haircut feel like i was being scalped?!
well... she employs this poor girl that has no
technique in cutting hair... she's still on base 1
merely washing people's hair...
glasses... like... i'm thinking...
   thinking... should i invest in an aquarium...
and replace the television with it?!
i'd love to be with a woman that
would rather have an aquarium with a load
of pretty fish than own a television...
we'd drink... try other drugs and get ****** into
Poseidon's trident of eyes...

but i also know how this works...
i'm throwing away a fiction... in the hope that...
someone might experience what... i will not...
i know where i am...

i follow the tennis... pretty much all the celebrated
sports ex Europa...
     i don't follow who's richer than who...
i try to follow who's going to be the prima ballerina
at whatever ballet is being staged...

i'm not willing to overcome myself...
Nietzsche was a sickly creature... i too have had my bouts
of sickness...
    it's not hard to see... the retaliation against
the inherent nature and the lottery...
      the arguments of elevated intellect in a way
that might have salvaged his life from
the onslaught of the: Darwinists in practice...
the Nazis...
                    science observes... doesn't interfere...
well... these were the prototypes of scientists
and what happened since?
   the scientist re-emerged as an anti-scientist
in the form of the social-engineer... no?!

            we're not experiencing neo-****** trends?!
of "late"? it's such a casual term... "social-engineering"...
that's why i like the complicated constipation
of Heidegger's lingo...
        people always have "ideas"... one idea tramples
another "idea"...
   but... ha ha...
           the ****-test?! narrative...
                              the narrativ!
                       people with the supposedly "best" ideas
are usually poly-phrenic...
   try out a bilingual in the form of a schizophrenic...
or? try a schizophrenic in a bilingual form...
              these supposed "great ideas" are nibbles
readied with the impression of: so many people...
let's trickle x = 0.001  
          into y = 1000
                       and get the z = 1000000...
                     or 0.000001...
                   binary... oops...
in terms of mathematics there was either a yes or a no...
a 1 or a 0... a + or a -...
the rest? it's not mathematics... architecture...
it's geography...
                   not exactly a levelled reading ground
since... there's as many evens as there are odds...
but only 5 vowels and 21 consonants...

ha ha: 0.23809523809 concern?!
3 results...
         0.23809523809 quest5
     2 results...
ha ha...

  0.23809523809 szasz... 1 result...
Recollections of A Psychoanalytic Psychotherapy:
The Case of "Prisoner K"

so she's shaving my head like mad... i'm sort of getting
bruised and i'm starting to think...
that girl of hers' that washing the customers'
hair... she's fancying someone...
i always close my eyes and pretend to be a vampire
when sitting before a mirror
in a barber shop... or a hair salon...
whichever...
                             i get asked the sort of questions
that most female hair-dressers don't ask
female customers... first-date questions...
oh... so what are you interested in?
cycling... your mother said you cycled to Southend...
oh no no... Canvey Island... just Canvey Island...
how far was that? 26miles there... 26 miles back...
you're part of any bicycle group?
no... cycling is the only passion i managed to
take from my youth and attach a 36 year old's
face to it...
            i'm not even as concrete as i am when i come
to cycling...
   how many bicycles do you own?
this Trek mounting bike...
                    cost me £500... i over-pumped the tyres...
kept ***.... k...ing... i really don't have fond
memories of reading Zen & the Art of Motorcycle
Maintenance... Diaries... whatever the hell that was...
sure... it must have been a popular book...
but i read it like a chore...

   like i once said to two drinkers outside of a pub
i was evicted from via false-allegations for
throwing a pint across the floor:
Birmingham? eh? any river in Birmingham?!
well... no river... no flow...
     i.e.: coming together... glue... blah blah...

women can talk just talk their chirpy vanilla ice small
town small talk...
i get a haircut i get ******* interrogated by the
KGB... CIA... NSA... anything with a ******...
i overhear... oh man...
you better listen... women are so bored of
talking to women...
women are so bored of being polite to women...
there's no: suspense: THRILLER! OOH!
wild-money-eyes! OOH!
             this ******* gimmick is going to die a sudden
death and i know because:
oi oi... first date with... i'd love to be 18 again...
i'm 36... ooh... ****... i'm turning into an oyster...
my heart is turning into an oyster...
no no...
               time to test the mallet on some stones...

it's not a lack of focus... Good Will Hunting...
genius that and the other... but how splendorous
does love, ahem... "love" bites back...

right... because that's how the ******* soap
opera narrative stereotype goes, like... so...
a roofer... educated in chemistry...
now turned crowd safety steward at large
public events...
starts dating a girl who... washes the hair
of the clientele...
and sweeps up the "lost hair"...
without cutting it...
         it's London... there's the tube...
the boy has no driving license...
he'd rather cycle to a Walter Sickert
exhibition than take the tube...

                  we're talking banana boat "migrants"
of: *** in a woman that's merely 10 years
my junior and... i'm... ******* tired of
correcting myself on references...
no... i'm not Manhattan savvy... oh... right...
make... concession...
like that one concession i was asked
by my first girlfriend:
quote: i just want someone to sit with me
and watch the news with, on the t.v....

   sure... and i just, sort of, feel, like...
pulling my teeth out without any anaesthetic;
you want to sit and look at that?!

i actually though i'd find relief in a brothel...
**** me... no relief in the brothel!
she bailed... didn't block me... like some...
ginger... cougar... oomph...
   fair enough... i gave her boy some pointers...
drop the Spanish... take up German...
but i thought i could secure something
in the brothel... something reminiscent
of being my uncle and in the prime of youth
in the 1980s...

             ah: ha ha... yeah... maybe...
the i.q. equivalence of: system of a down?!
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   my unwilligness.....
to somehow... to somehow: have to die...
that, it is..... the Thames...
is confusing... not being a Firth of the Forth...
just bite but bite:
just bite...
         petra a saxum...
                
         a grain of sorrow of salt alternatively
supposing "some" sand...
      ventus per gestus...

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