Postures

Carnages carry great weight in a ten inch bowl nut under thinking when vaporised is not noted to be a wise, nor sensible, or productive decision. Pushing barrows of bees down a motorway is deplorable. Does one human good deed equal prominent human crimes,sin,and ultimately the wasting of a landscape already tarnished and blemished by money tyrants. Existence of an ant is irrelevant in those chambers. Well skirting curtain tails and petticoats when the water is acrid, and all animals,plant,are eradicated by your hands. I hope you are very happy sipping golden nectar in your underground palaces. Many a hazard in this era. Dumbed down by zombies in telephonic existences. Thus non existent and therefore not very exciting. Yet the high shriek of a sharp eyed skating fly is always a joy to behold at this time. So go kiss a parrot then. Peculiarities of questionable pastimes in chambers, in rows and in many canapés in seated rooms. Personally I prefer the sweetest sound of a morning leaf, an afternoon apple aria, and a nightime nun playing a harp. Laughing. Loving. Lived. Lives. Looked. Live. Lighting lightly lit. Lessing lessons like licking lemonades. Calibration calibre cakes. Ok. Ha. 873% xz.