he couldnt resist
moving his bowels
the fractallinoleum demanded his attention
What do you see? when
linoleum talked he listened
Gimme a sec
Take your time.
Times gold
Ill arrive at something in two shakes of a lambs tail or tha redheads fanny dancing at the bar last night
I can only imagine.
You can imagine
I’m linoleum.
Wherever linoleums laid,
collective consciousness.
Since
1860, preceding Jung and Freud.
Frederick Walton’s our pappy. Imagine. Inspired by a skin of solidified linseed oil, you know linseed oil.
Ja Out of my head
Time.
Distracted me
Wha wha wha do I seeDone
What
do you see?
Tuesday mornin . .
. . I was there.
Before you
negotiated your suspenders.laughed
No shame
Been a long time since I not only wore them but had to affix them to my
pants
I am a polack
Would have gone viral over Tiktok.
Thank you for sayin so
Back
to the subject at hand
Where eyepatch was gonna get banged in the head by the surfboard ridden
by Nixon
One hell of a sentence. I was there. Good
eye. No pun intended.
Theyve combined
Closedmouth wolf muzzle down at a
scent
Fantastic.
You’re good.
Thank you
You’re welcome.
Well Works done here
Eeeeliminated
Till next time
I’ll be here.
1055, Thursday,
6 11. 25
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