Let's Bake In the Infinite Madness

Let's bake in the infinite madness as our craniums burst as the smoke is our oxygen until our brains form cysts that burst with molten lava and virgins losing it in the grass and congressmen oil men bankers getting off with dollars onto bone-skinny transvestites until warm turns cold and cold to nirvana and all emotions warp to primal state and our reality tunnels go 360 degrees and we attain the life-force of the grass and trees as steel is death and death is relative as time is slow as time is eternal Simple luxuries Small instances push the world