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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required their councils priced themselves straight out of the mystery market elevation via will power gone idiotic still overrated by all the cackling heads of all the universities deluded that they count for something the professors rushed out into the night tearing at their eyes in another circus chainsaw lobotomy yes a complete description as I pulled the stake from my heart heaven is probably not an office job no f-words but maybe x-rays setting my hoochie coochie ass on fire I guess you gotta be your own angel guide yourself it's that simple and have the dignity of a learner lemme know how that works out sadist radar bastards bought me a week in a Gitmo cage they slap your wrists and take your legs with their grandiose fanaticism wanted my Swiss bank account number the hole in his head said hello don't make me shout over the din of your inner Wurlitzer running like rats on a carousel thanks to the beautific potential of things somewhere out there is another Einstein on I-5 near the cattle pens we all want the authentic but where does the aversion come from if education is the wealth of a people trying to end the reign of hairsplitting and escape the labyrinths of doctrine you'll be weeping for the human race too with a tentative grasp of self high as a kite but driving a straight line through the headlights of truckers going for broke why not the game is rigged waste no time on the miraculous more than one kind of perfect obviously if we never slept it would be different floating above the flames of memory yes sometimes the call of the wild is marginally somewhat overwhelming to the higher cognitive deltas made me wonder about the sheaves of wheat that I kept in my Conn Bluenote at last it came to a standstill right now is freedom right now From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon http://tinyurl.com/nhfk6dr
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