05-06-2021, 08:13 AM 
	
	
	
		A Rowens/Tranquillity Base cut-up:
The Goat. At least plural. 1=0. 2=1. Moon the one on top, the one in the RE: ligion) is a known, Eden was a middle exit and since then we’ve been penal colony.
Like crickets Love steps in through writing. What mirrors? God is the Naming Thing, just a distraction and the taste test, a hard apple serpent, like a blind man and other games.
Culture (or Summarize has the word out Door. The rib business is a bit a reason, and it’s Tree of Life is Tack. Masturbation isn't information in a hollow log. God's reflection is the other, everything happens after that here on our globe as thick as a Not God.
A funhouse with a squeeze through an Eye. We only have each been doing a lot all the way down. And reflecting, Eye leaping on a Camel in Moonlight. I mean tusk. It's Hook. Its elephants are all stars.
The Walrus isn't God, but he made Eve and cider laced with good on the Bible and impishly. The serpent was a lost lesson in loneliness. Man named the Goat on a Nail in the Eye.
This Very Very Bad Day is summarizing Zooey Deschanel as an eye or a yack, Adam’s loneliness seemed to calling like a bad “where am I?”.
Faith has summer in it. And Here where everything matters the point is later more and more will flow. Of myself. The serpent comes of hocus-pocus, Adam’s first masturbation. Or what man with the elephant's entrance to carnal knowledge, and evil, then my penis isn't an Adam.
In the Window isn't that the broken husk I call improvising. Improving, not a garden, by the way, but a soft drink named Eve.
	
	
	
The Goat. At least plural. 1=0. 2=1. Moon the one on top, the one in the RE: ligion) is a known, Eden was a middle exit and since then we’ve been penal colony.
Like crickets Love steps in through writing. What mirrors? God is the Naming Thing, just a distraction and the taste test, a hard apple serpent, like a blind man and other games.
Culture (or Summarize has the word out Door. The rib business is a bit a reason, and it’s Tree of Life is Tack. Masturbation isn't information in a hollow log. God's reflection is the other, everything happens after that here on our globe as thick as a Not God.
A funhouse with a squeeze through an Eye. We only have each been doing a lot all the way down. And reflecting, Eye leaping on a Camel in Moonlight. I mean tusk. It's Hook. Its elephants are all stars.
The Walrus isn't God, but he made Eve and cider laced with good on the Bible and impishly. The serpent was a lost lesson in loneliness. Man named the Goat on a Nail in the Eye.
This Very Very Bad Day is summarizing Zooey Deschanel as an eye or a yack, Adam’s loneliness seemed to calling like a bad “where am I?”.
Faith has summer in it. And Here where everything matters the point is later more and more will flow. Of myself. The serpent comes of hocus-pocus, Adam’s first masturbation. Or what man with the elephant's entrance to carnal knowledge, and evil, then my penis isn't an Adam.
In the Window isn't that the broken husk I call improvising. Improving, not a garden, by the way, but a soft drink named Eve.

 

 
