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Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom
Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene All la names bespeaking deity froom Noah Mo' Room India Arc of Covenant to crypt tick Blood (sweat and tears) of San Gennaro devout wowed, and/or Turin shroud bullishly, consonantly, demonstrably, desperately, faintly, glumly, yet plaintively, muttered aloud, no evading the steadily avowed atheist approaching COSMO funnel (dumb mental) stormy dan yell cloud, cuz far as the eye could see - at least by this Beatle browed bipedal hominid (north, south, east, and west), the conical, demoniacal, and elliptically endowed sky high reversed cone, bow wowed wailing 10,000 maniacs + same number of banshees wove weft and white across wide whirled web whereat, the black vortex vacuumed everything insight (chowed down) with loud violent row dee earsplitting soundcloud everything within a vast path got plowed obliterated, and annihilated proud lee into bajillion smithereens, hence mine entire being held spellbindingly agog frozen in place ruff lee akin to well trained dog without a chance to bark a blog mired stock still courtesy, sans extreme fear comp pounded (maybe attributed to absolute zero apr) via quintessential supreme tear roar immovable paralysis plus helpless as pollywog lacking seizure of critical whatsapp cerebral cog as if blinded by skewed light feeling doped up Asian a mental fog, cuz nothing withstood the incalculable suction emitting barrage of sounds - hmm...methinks or imagined, I heard cry of a hog amidst the pandemonium, plus uproarious, ominous, and insidious howl, though still some scant miles removed, the deafening roar felt like top of my head blasted unable to jog free (like a bajillion trained thundering mashing monsters at loggerheads) these screaming quasi nemesis seemingly horrifically, and directly into my tender ears constant subjection analogous being thrust into a huge blender to make eggnog seemingly already felt fate hermetically sealed, where state of this Union soldier reincarnate blocked by quasi confederate, both of us being shell shocked blinded ability for me to stand or wok to plot life saving strategy, meanwhile precious seconds thinking about dark chalk oh lot ticked away, and rocked thee entire firmament punctuated equilibrium by ram pent up Hun bull leave able decibels, with Mother Earth locked in life snd death battle accompanied by volcanic explosions humankind feebly mocked puny battles, how so laugh able compared and/or contrasted nitpicking pelting, and raining terrain akin to cosmic giant that knocked Gaia, whereby massive objects in the mirror are closer than they appear hurled at light speed deeply pocked whirlwind raked every square inch (triangulating, circulating), videre licet topographic terrain) witnessed me brazenly, frenziedly and painstakingly crawling to storm shelter while simultaneously yanked contrariwise ad hoc just in the sainted nick of time, a flock of seagulls (particularly Jonathan Livingston swooped, and took me Bach to the House At Pooh Corner safely ensconced yay fo' yew dear reader, cuz - no mo' poetic schlock!
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