Quasi-star, Quasimodo, Quasimandias for sure
Eating stars, black holes, and planets, celestialities galore
It's no wonder it's so big with an appetite like that
Galumphing through the universe not caring where it's at
The size of a hundred thousand skies, you go just where you please
The only thing left in your wake won't even raise a breeze
Nature abhors a vacuum and this might just be the model
Of what happens when God himself is leaning on the throttle
Of a cosmic train that's runaway and making it's own tracks
Leaving holes where 'ere it goes, whether white or red or black
They'll be here until the end, where they'll spend their final eons
At the end of which comes something we can't readily agree on
Which is fitting for this splitting and emitting long enduring
A Providential palindrome... as enigmatic as alluring
Shadows dancing off moonlit walls
I feel the longing of the universes call
Stars reach out to me and beckon me hither
I feel the power and begin to wither
Not knowing that as a tiny insignificant speck
That life is not beyond me yet
Dazzling dancing swirling light
Filigree incandescent angels in flight
I find myself drawn by moonlight
To sit here captivated be the delight
Of cosmic tunes playing in my head
As visions trace a starry thread
Of quantum meaning that leaves me blessed
I have to admit I am obsessed by everything
I see in the night sky
Which is universally created by my minds eye
Then a speck I am no more
And though still in grace and awe
It's now within how our conscious mind works
To paint these pictures
To create such scenes
Of cosmological quantum dreams.
Yawn said Saudi Arabian prawn in a bin liner watching a cake. Chopping cutting cuticles cubicles clubbing clang clanging clam. Drama is not an item in a scene. It is merely to disguise battling molluscs and lettuces in flowery beds. Aroma of lemons should never play on a boat in a bath that is less than five metres wise. Traitor training tapping tuning turboprop. And fish wave peas around in the air. Quite quickly and dramatically but the Ukraine is a base for a nine mineralised lake of great ice. But ice cream is a bad idea for it can run away thus leaping down cliff paths dexterously. How rather incredible. Wow. Questions should be delivered in an atmosphere of greatness as flotation is great in bins don't change dams and beavers enjoy 'other' beavers company in turbulent carpet writhes or under prettily patterned summer dresses. Bomb then. Themselves. Turn thrice a pitch. Good. Poignancy of a branch. *** geraniums grabbing gators. Gatorades. Hahahaha now go kiss a fragrance. *** cordiality coughing chews chant chant chant. Xxxx confrontationally. Peanut dome equals z.
A ninety foot nymph in a circus bath can bathe admirably at dusk but upon rising the tidal splash brings forth many cackling crabs. Digging and dropping. Drinking and DOING. Such is the efforts of a 1 centimeter oink. Defecation is best done in the morning. Delivery of many mingling mind talk to the toilet then flush. Plip plop then. Sploosh then flush. Oh good oh great. The elephant corridors of the world are very very busy. In torchlight sing an aria to the captain of the cosmos. Dismiss not a bacon flavoured water as it is very interesting to talk to and has travelled many many many times. How many times does a levitating truck visit the top of a mountainous platform? It is unknown. It is not scientifically proven that a snail can travel at very high speeds on the morning. Monumental movements mooing. *** la la la number of dancing duck people *** cosmological x z v I p q u g ***
Chink chink chinking. Never chunky. Such exquisite curvature of a smiling glass. Legs are an undefeated objective of a marrow. And when the spider sings one must hold up a garden rake. Taking a pillar to a nightclub is very enjoyable as one can swing fart and frantically move one's arms for heathen heads can be avoided by stone carvings. Paint then a tree on a hill with ten daisies, an iron, and of course the obligatory pixie pixelated castle. In a bed. In an office. At an interview. Sing sing sing. Bread is a hat basket. And a deity is never a middle backed man eating many plates of bacon and fries. So now rise to the nights of the twelve. Wisdom in the blades shine only in green. Bringing baking bothering booming bookings because beforehand beforetime bedtime xxxx geraniums on a swing. In dresses. *** suits unsuitable undone gone *** capers clapping *** spinning spinners still xxxx woohoo xxxx gestational *** ha ha ha *** woodlands *** rapidisation *** snouts *** cosmological xxxx hahahaha xzx. 93% of an acorn bush. Z.
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