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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: Tmethyl]
#23355600 - 06/17/16 06:08 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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The 9th sense is implicit perception and the echo location of brainwave frequencies between the heart and brain with the neocortex as the faculty.
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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: sudly]
#23355635 - 06/17/16 06:26 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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This flower puff mad bipedal monkeys wrench is turning bolts in hyperspace bologna.
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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: Tmethyl]
#23356590 - 06/18/16 02:10 AM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Feeling like when alone in darkest hours, burning flowers aren't so pleasant. Something about the way it twinkles in cyclical patterns but with oval formulas creeping 'round the horn. It doesn't give up as if it had one-winged-bird syndrome. Crazy to think that moons are born in every sneeze. Crackling pit invites warm clashes, sneering eyes avert their passions. Who are not who we are though. Dove pretends to plow the snow, as if it hurts. (he understands the subtle whispers of out-dated ministers) Ruined the gravity round the gilded sheets of furrowed savory. You didn't have to. She could have done. We weren't around then. Nobody goes over there. Crawling is faster than sleeping. Or does it really confuse your whisker fluffed merry mushroom? Keep it in the way. Move around that stick. Looks where we are now. Doesn't it make you(sic)?
Edit: slowly. Edit: softly. Edit: gently. Edit: loosely. Why aren't the plur plaques placing placard plains proofly? I gave it the command, but only rattling noises emerged from the bellows. Thanks, that makes more sense now. We're working on it, friend. Mmmm, the way you cook brings in to me the sounds of crickets at night. They have no reason to sound so beautiful and depth inducing. But there they are, not giving one fuck about our challenges. Chirp... chirp... god I love you. As if there was never a thorough thought to say otherwise. Tune into that chirping again. Man, they really don't care. I guess that's what they mean when they say: "suits only fit misguided intentions" Carry on, but, put down those bags. The realm doesn't require them. We don't pretend to know here.
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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: Tmethyl]
#23358926 - 06/18/16 06:40 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Forget how the tinker thwarts ribbon spool of discontent. All along. Inside of the cool box. Pop, does the existential groundhog. Dirt stuck in my fucking eyelids. Everywhere I go smells like dirt. Hmm.
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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: Tmethyl]
#23358956 - 06/18/16 06:59 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Wubba lubba dub dub
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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: Tmethyl] 1
#23359015 - 06/18/16 07:31 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Zip Zop Zoobity Bop.
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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: sudly]
#23363507 - 06/20/16 10:55 AM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Curling cures causing mixed deforestation. Triple size my order, ok thanks. Was last night as loop non-derivative as counter-counting candle change? We ought not go there, agreed? 7 of them little fuzz flicking feather dusters when into my motor, wreaking havoc on my eternity. Was it meant to go like that? The stone never responds, but I keep asking. One day the night won't come so quickly.. we'll all embrace the thing we ran away from for so long. Rounded smooth slick gliding softness. The cash register always ticks and chings, but happy is one it never brings. Roughy tough luck thickly fogged. Mysterious tremendum, fascinating morphs. Imaculate pristine, trembles me. Attractive, steady, transcendent appears. Luminous desert, never left. repelled and attracted, wow. I never had to do anything. Sloth, slow, unproductive, seems ok when you consider infinity. Breathing softly against natures breast. Pain is fleeting like dockside constipation.

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Re: Non-syntactic posts only [Re: Tmethyl] 2
#23363540 - 06/20/16 11:11 AM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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"I PICK THE GOD DAMN terror of the fucking gods out of my nose! Pardon my language. But YEEEEEHAW, let the sons of God and man bear witness! Even in the belly of the Thunderbird I've been casting out the False Prohets; I'm busting a gut and blowing my O-ring, and ripe to throw a loaf! For I speak only the fucking Truth, and never in my days have I spoken other than! For my every utterance is a lie, including this very one you hear! I say, `Fuck'em if they can't take a joke!' By God, `Anything for a laugh', I say. I am the last remaining Homo Correctus, I am the god damn Man of the Future! I'll drive a mile so as not to walk a foot; I am a human being of the first god damn water! Yes, I'm the javalina humping junkie that jumped the Men from Mars! I drank the Devil under seven tables, I am too intense to die, I'm insured for acts o' God and Satan! I was shanghaied by bodiless fiends and alien jews from a corporate galaxy, and got away with their hubcaps! I cannot be tracked on radar! I wear nothing uniform, I wear no god damn uniform! Yes baby, I'm 23 feet tall and have 13 rows o' teats; I was suckled by a triceratops, I gave the Anti-Virgin a high-protien tonsil wash! I'm a bacteriological weapon, I armed and loaded! I'm a fission reactor, I fart plutonium, power plants are fueled by the sweat from my brow; when they plug me in, the lights go out in Hong Kong! I weigh 666 pounds in zero gravity, come and get me! I've sired retarded space bastards across the Cosmos, I cook and eat my dead; YAH-HOOOO, I'm the Unshaven Thorn Tree of the Atlantis Zoo! I pay no taxes! The Devil's hands are my ideal playground! I hold the Seven-Bladed Windbreaker; the wheels that turn are behind me; I think backwards! I do it for fun! My imagination is a fucking cancer and I'll pork it before it porks me! The say a godzillion is the highest number there is. Well by God! I count to a godzillion and one! Yes, I'm the purple flower of Hell County, give me wide berth; when I drop my drawers, Mother Nature swoons! I use a python for a prophylactic; I'm thicker, harder and meaner than the Alaskan Pipeline, and carry more spew! I'll freeze your seed before it hits the bathroom tile! YEE! YEEE! I kidnapped the future and ransomed it for the past, I made Time wait up for me to bleed my lizard! My infernal breath wilts the Tree of Life, I left my spoor on the Rock of Ages, who'll tear flesh with me, who'll spill their juice? Who'll gouge with me, whose candle will I fart out? Whoop! I'm ready! So step aside, all you butt-lipped, neurotic, insecure bespectacled slabs o' wimp meat! I'm a Crime Fighting Master Criminal, I am Not Insane! I'm a screamer and a laugher, I make a spectacle of myself, I am a sight! My physical type cannot be classified by science, my `familiar' is a pterodactyl, I feed it dipshits! I communicate without wires or strings! I am a Thuggee, I am feared in the Tongs, I have the Evil Eye, I carry the Mojo Bag; I swam the Bermuda Triangle and didn't get wet! I circumcize dinosaurs with my teeth and make 'em leave a tip; I change tires with my tongue and my tool! Every night I hock up a lunger and extinguish the Sun! I'm the bigfooted devil of Level 14, who'll try to blow me down? I've packed the brownies of the gods, I leak the Plague from my nether parts, opiates are the mass of my religion, I take drugs! Yes, I'm a rip-snorter, I cram coca leaves right into my arm-veins before they're picked off the tree! Space monsters cringe at my tread! I wipe the Pyramides off my shoes before I enter my house. I'm fuel-injected, I'll live forever and remember it afterwords! I'm immune! I'm radioactive! Come on and give me cancer, I'll spit up the tumor and butter my bread with the juice! I'm supernatural, I bend crowbars with my meat ax and a thought! My droppings bore through the earth and erupt volcanoes in China! Yes, I can drink more wine and stay soberer than all the heathen Hindoos in Asia! YEEE HAW! Gut Blowout! I am a Moray Eel, I am a Komodo Dragon, I am the Killer Whale bereft of its pup! I have a triple backbone, I was sired by the Wolf Man, give me all your Slack! I told Jesus I wouldn't go to church and He shook my hand! I have my own personal saviors, I change 'em every hour, I don't give a fuck if there's life after death, I want to know if there's even any fucking Slack after death! I am a god damn visionary, I see the future and the past in comic books and wine bottles; I eat black holes for breakfast! I bend my genes and whittle my DNA with the sheer force of my mighty will! I steer my own god damn evolution! I ran 'em out of Heaven and sold it to Hell for a profit! I'm enlightened, I achieved `Nirvana' and took it home with me. Yip, yip, YEEEEEEE! I'm so ugly the Speed of Light can't slow me down and Gravity won't tug at my cuffs! When the Rapture comes, I'll make 'em wait! They'll never clean my cage!
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That was a whole new level of yes. This section here is just.. it's just.. 
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Re: No Syntax Challenge [Re: Tmethyl]
#23363589 - 06/20/16 11:29 AM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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I just jacked my dick under my desk at work while everyone was at break because I can and because high speed internet here loads vids so fast without lag. Matter of fact I minimized 30 screens and placed them side by side and fulfilled all my sexual fantasies in one session
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Re: No Syntax Challenge [Re: plasma]
#23363615 - 06/20/16 11:44 AM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Iced Mars video games instate new red fourteen helping otherwise.
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Follow me, I'll bring you forever into the fold of blue gleam shiny frost. We have time, well we don't, but buttery thinking is always improvised. Hah, we can die.. but it's not required to be filamented fragmentation bus station. All aboard the pink twirling gusty blooms, we've got a ways to go.
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Re: No Syntax Challenge [Re: Tmethyl]
#23365079 - 06/20/16 09:09 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Winds of ghostly fray long hurt. Memory, lump in the throat. Hope is strangely feathered and nesting in the souls bedroom. Winds of winter harden loveless land, lost far further fair. As cloud I wander lonely, one time once I saw a crowd, turn back, fuck. Between my finger and my thumb, squatting calibers in due time run. Beggars under canvas, cursed through sludge; haunting flares dimly blister. At 20 I died, bones back to you, send through UPS. Noon, midnight talk & song. Left your children echoing, the bloody end of the skein. Short days on, felt dawn, we are the end dead. Light Brigade, jaws doth bloom boldly. Unforgiving minute, distance was worth it? The strongest minds of generation, starving hysterical naked. Roads of two diverged in a wood, I chose 3. The deepest secret that nobody knows, the wondering wander keeps the stars apart. I carry your heart with me. Fearful trip is done, weathered rotten due done dripping. I stand amid the roar, tormented shore, sure. How they creep through my fingers deep. She said she shall spend my pension on forgetting. The caged bird sings, distant hill, mauve moon. Depth and breadth and height, I had no idea really. Ends of being and ideal place of grace or mace. Some corner of a foreign field, I lie lying leaf. A smile to chase away your tears, I can't show you what I see. Stately pleasure for decree, move on, move out, you're missing tea. Mists and mellow fruitfulness, this place drips with sincerity. Thou art more lovely and more temperate. To the virgins morrow dying, keep the gist. As he paces in cramped circles, over and over, in which a mighty will stands paralyzed. Man's first disobedience, mental taste, sickening sweet, restore us. The span of my hips, the fluttering dips, untold untelling telling untold tales. The woods are so wet & lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, hah, the store is 7 miles away. Fire is repeated, climbs up to your lips, implacable impatient sweetness. I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart. Dogs rarely eat dogs, mighty rarely crushes mighty. You and I, tonight! Life's battles don't always go, so fuck it all my friend, let's take it slow. Water, water, every where, not any drop to drink. Tree lifts her leafy arms to catch the symbiotic tune of crystalized beams of star blaze. A nest of featherds in her hair, you are my ground, my food, my air. Sounds of immense complexity melting through the leaves at blissful pace. Why does she bear a strange fruit, blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Slowly read, and dream of the soft looks, your eyes once had, and of their blossom shadows deep. Who cheer when soldier lads march by, who cry when soldier lads do die. Welcome to the hell where youth and laughter go. Scarcely a tear to shed, hardly a word to say... Swim naked in the stream, on a glorious overcast day. Rushing pacefully under and over smooth rocks, nothing is alien here. When we whisper it wakes no clocks, hostile eyes who sat near bye. Do not go gentle into that good night. You are violets with wind above them. Unexpectedly. And goes beyond, ghoulish intentions of farce. Fast rode the knight, sweep swoon swept. Darkness settles on roofs and walls, but in the sea the darkness falls. Between the dark and the daylight, when the night begins to lower, hold on tight. When we two parted, wind pushed you over the ledge. Too close? How?
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Re: No Syntax Challenge [Re: Tmethyl]
#23365159 - 06/20/16 09:37 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Arials twisting circuit bacteria attached to circular membranes. Second stage half lit this peculiar feeling like feel good complex....been running motionless fever split into two blades.Smell this iron flower that never wilts on suspended motion.Half sun half undone this correlation between life and death.
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Tears flood the valley as shadows rise to the occasion. Black hole summer breaks as the blue dawn fades. Crickets in the background resonate with the notes floating in unconsciousness. Fractal resin coagulation begins as trickling flavor appeals the taste. Words appear vague like mind teasing itself through vapor like the flow of rubato on digital paper.
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The toe puzzles throughout a rested tourist. A counterpart quizes a repeated sugar, glanced eyes a-giggle pop kettle and murk, fried in toast crumbs loose-y fix'd a crincks of a yurt. A timetable promotes the imaginative duplicate. A genetic radar-seeps, through corn-rows and brigsfield soup, a fleeting gallion stretched a swoop. A cricket aloud, broiling, and rack the faithful rot up-wells, downsprout the narrow miser, out the stick, out!
A tea-toiling diddle grips the whip of the thistle hips a strain, slick to the step a touch of the snipe in the crane? A mathematics surfaces!
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Re: No Syntax Challenge [Re: Ezuma]
#23365382 - 06/20/16 11:37 PM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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Zombie christ!!!!! Lol !!!!!!!!!!!! Lsd in deee water loook out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Fuck it. Stay up to push the limits so one mind can split zero three times until we understand why things are. Yet we stand under..... stray dogs wondering in the rain, wondering why wonder wonderlust never wonders until it reaches the soul. Out of habit this train rolls like holographic thunder dripping across the sky. Ragga themes and day dreams across the board as time passes like it never existed in the first place. Slow down so they can see that the gears were never there as green turns to red then black and back to blue. How did that happen?
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Re: No Syntax Challenge [Re: Ezuma]
#23366301 - 06/21/16 09:35 AM (7 years, 7 months ago) |
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spirit_shadow said: Fuck it. Stay up to push the limits so one mind can split zero three times until we understand why things are. Yet we stand under..... stray dogs wondering in the rain, wondering why wonder wonderlust never wonders until it reaches the soul. Out of habit this train rolls like holographic thunder dripping across the sky. Ragga themes and day dreams across the board as time passes like it never existed in the first place. Slow down so they can see that the gears were never there as green turns to red then black and back to blue. How did that happen?

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Ezuma said: The toe puzzles throughout a rested tourist. A counterpart quizes a repeated sugar, glanced eyes a-giggle pop kettle and murk, fried in toast crumbs loose-y fix'd a crincks of a yurt. A timetable promotes the imaginative duplicate. A genetic radar-seeps, through corn-rows and brigsfield soup, a fleeting gallion stretched a swoop. A cricket aloud, broiling, and rack the faithful rot up-wells, downsprout the narrow miser, out the stick, out!
A tea-toiling diddle grips the whip of the thistle hips a strain, slick to the step a touch of the snipe in the crane? A mathematics surfaces!
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