Dodecahedron dominions of divinity soul sparks scattered throughout the infinity
Masters of creation and creativity travelers of space-time constructing continuity
Effulgent within ethereal beaming of brilliancy seraphic sculptures of symmetry
Invaders of the soul in infancy as they expand the human condition ambitiously
Manifestations of the melding mind instinctive infusions of morality in mankind
They are the nuclei that lead the blind idiosyncratic intuitions that are undefined
Eternal consciousness a benevolent bliss integral illuminations when we reminisce
Echoes of forever in the ambient abyss the enraptured etchings when lovers kiss
Dimensional deities in our existence descended on the world for our assistance
Transcendental travelers of great distance lighting the path of least resistance
Spatiotemporal spiritual sparks of rebirth encapsulating our wisdom and worth
Know to us as Meraki on planet earth our majestic mediums minstrels of mirth.
Dec.04.2017
Meraki
Sponsored by: Silent One
I worked with a lady called ‘Titch’
Though tiny, she was quite a witch
So bitter and twisted
Her faults can’t be listed
We re-named her the office *****!
Total fiction… I did have a boss we called the dodecahedron… let’s just say she was more than two faced lol
04~17~17
Synchronised zephyrs are holidaying in giant zones. It is interesting to note that this experience is not an easy excursion. For such weight is waving and waving is not a noted duty for any passing shoal of cuttlefish appearing on a highway. To watch a duck eating a four course dinner and drinks is often an enlightening experience. But exploding beach balls can make quite a large amount of mess. Measure messages metrically. And so the talking tiger traverses a roped bridge bringing the lively little cakes. A centimetre chats to a kilometer. And static sailors are looking at the peas. Take no silvery signal box to a five star hotel. Ok then. Wear a silky suit then. Good. That should please a pantry pickle. Hahaha waving washing machine passing. Xxxx Broomfield brook xxxx dodecahedron zzzz
Shelter we seek to protect all that is sacred,
to us and our future, is like ice that floats on
fresh water, protecting life below.
Forces beyond our control stimulate a collision
of antimatter & matter only good prevails.
The stable gel we call life is in constant
jeopardy of destruction.
Every act of love thickens the ice, but the ice
is thawing, leaving mankind closer to the
collision.
I urge all humans to re-double their efforts,
see clearly the good, and never be satisfied
'till the ice
is
solid
again
09/05/16
The didactic duty of a hairbrush is to skim stones at toll gates. But harmonising at a concert of trumpeting elephants is just not audible and therefore unsatisfactory to an inner ear. Peace sign then. Emblematic embroidered embryonic events. Good. A tidal flow is a force field for atomic injestion whilst a wheel whirs. Ignorance is a slug whose portly face is glazed in a stare of a sloth. Capricious and captivating to horse faces with many many bags. Wow. How amazing it is. Simply astonishing really. Aromatherapy of a plant base. Great. Trying taking training teaming tampering trampling trafficking traders. And a large hundred foot daisy with a huge welcoming smile. Hugs from the leaves. Hahahaha and a small darting basin. Xxxx dodecahedron z
A moon I neither a neighbours' temple or a spoon and the taking of squared items is highly insignificant. Understand that the forest is rather busy right now and fornicating with large leaves is just soooo unwise. And also the raking of a very large field is simply not in line with a booted skirt. And of course five elemental pickled is a salad bar. Such is a bar of chocolate on a plane. Jiggling jogging jumping. No hahahaha today but not a pie of poisonous dew. Nor a dodecahedron or a dodecahedral ok now paisley patter of laparoscopic viewpoints said a strawberry sandwich in an apron. *** trailer training tents tentatively xxxx contraimplications xxz x p w xxxx
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