, considering that the police were secretly hired by the grammar nazi party, the only party not invited to the fun texting party.
all around him. Where ever he looked, it was nowhere. He looked behind him, nowhere. Above & below, nowhere. That flash must have been how he traveled here, nowhere. I am NOW HERE.
to myself. "Oh yes, you drowned Mr. Capra. I just pulled you out right before the actual drowning to save you that pain and suffering", said Mr. Raines. "I'm not Capra, I'm Eileen
cades from the apple carts and the assorted carriages and Phaetons they had stolen from the rich but had never, in turn, given to the poor. We were always forgetting that part. Rev
Into a Wax Tailor music video to give the keys into the hands of a man of no action. Keys that useless without a lock. Understanding is here but not this here, that here over here.
horse carcass meal with Alien venom laced LSD. He hadn't counted on Peter Green of Fleetwood Mac to walk into his trap. The damage was done. Green called him Blue Clyde in his visi
time watch all of my space keys rising up in the Rapture. On their way to opening new dimensions for the traveling passion show this universe turned out to be. We never suspected o
part after several hours, head home to our everyday lives and routines, but now there is a number written on my palm from someone I want to see again.
Glyph-Cipher but you can call me Vajg. We haven't had a new girl in here in ages. Did the Motherhouse send you? I ask because we have seen some true believers. We have to see to th
his unwritten folding stories spilled out intent on finding a new writer so that they'd see the dark of night. Which is how we ended up in these dungeons under the profaned church.
