Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Magic Happens.
This is the night that J.M.V. went beautifully insane. These are his thoughts and words regarding the experience...
Magic Happens.
Birds and bees and turds and trees
I cant stand this night it makes no sense. I keep thinking that im going to like friggin die or something. This is kind of funny though. Ap English cant understand how people write because ebveryone writes with colors which cant be not their own. Strawberry socolot? Colos I mean aha
Dude this is ilike a blog. Blob+future internet sensations=blog. Sensantion cant be kooper.
Kooper:English jonnys diary:
Stop messing with me because I keep freaking out because I think I know for a fact that they will come up here. They're attix (I thought of antharax) or foyer the church place. Athnropex=?
I keep thinking my mom can hear us.
I think my mom is listening in on our convo.
I CAN't DO THIS EVR AGAIN.
Oh wait, its not that late.
Bate, gate, its not my fate if you decide to CURSE LOUDLY IN MY ROOM!
We're not even being that loud.
Im not answering him because he keeps talking to me. I hope I can write for two hours and wait for this to wear off.
Im the worst at this.
I can't believe you are like me because I just cant.
Turtles and snare, rats and bears,
FOLKLOOR IN THE MILK BED
Twenty threee ghosts all falling over towers. The one can't believe the other can't stand the smell of the incense.
"It can't be true," he once said sadly, "Holiest gods sell their children and their belood wife for the fragrance."
They all harked at his aesthetic, and simply geious of his fellow's biology's and the minds of other matters. Ghosts are of the anti-matter explanation; are not matter, like as it once has been explained.
"This holy catholic incense 'OF THE KARL MARX DEGREE' if it is for all. Then why not me?" Ghost digestious said this with an awkward draze.
"DISCERN ME JEW!" he cordially replied,
-And the cows marked "CATUS" lying in the dreading sun,
Deserts on a misty cloud, four months singin' PROUD but loud,
"CACTUS EATS PROTEIN SO COTTON'S ONE DECREE."-
-Mind Body Architects, pg. 92 line 0 (preface section),
Lands of pwers.
This quote has been used as foreshadowing!
FOLKLORE IN THE MILLS BED:
Dranin, drain, drinking up rain, saving me loud crying flames, Leaving the annoyance to the side of my window pane. The ghosts keep floating through skies of fall leavesfalling ,, falls keep leaving, lams leap breeding. And ghosts breath sadly
I cant stand this night it makes no sense. I keep thinking that im going to like friggin die or something. This is kind of funny though. Ap English cant understand how people write because ebveryone writes with colors which cant be not their own. Strawberry socolot? Colos I mean aha
Dude this is ilike a blog. Blob+future internet sensations=blog. Sensantion cant be kooper.
Kooper:English jonnys diary:
Stop messing with me because I keep freaking out because I think I know for a fact that they will come up here. They're attix (I thought of antharax) or foyer the church place. Athnropex=?
I keep thinking my mom can hear us.
I think my mom is listening in on our convo.
I CAN't DO THIS EVR AGAIN.
Oh wait, its not that late.
Bate, gate, its not my fate if you decide to CURSE LOUDLY IN MY ROOM!
We're not even being that loud.
Im not answering him because he keeps talking to me. I hope I can write for two hours and wait for this to wear off.
Im the worst at this.
I can't believe you are like me because I just cant.
Turtles and snare, rats and bears,
FOLKLOOR IN THE MILK BED
Twenty threee ghosts all falling over towers. The one can't believe the other can't stand the smell of the incense.
"It can't be true," he once said sadly, "Holiest gods sell their children and their belood wife for the fragrance."
They all harked at his aesthetic, and simply geious of his fellow's biology's and the minds of other matters. Ghosts are of the anti-matter explanation; are not matter, like as it once has been explained.
"This holy catholic incense 'OF THE KARL MARX DEGREE' if it is for all. Then why not me?" Ghost digestious said this with an awkward draze.
"DISCERN ME JEW!" he cordially replied,
-And the cows marked "CATUS" lying in the dreading sun,
Deserts on a misty cloud, four months singin' PROUD but loud,
"CACTUS EATS PROTEIN SO COTTON'S ONE DECREE."-
-Mind Body Architects, pg. 92 line 0 (preface section),
Lands of pwers.
This quote has been used as foreshadowing!
FOLKLORE IN THE MILLS BED:
Dranin, drain, drinking up rain, saving me loud crying flames, Leaving the annoyance to the side of my window pane. The ghosts keep floating through skies of fall leavesfalling ,, falls keep leaving, lams leap breeding. And ghosts breath sadly
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