Pentathol Addicts Get Busted by Creative Cheep-Seaters for Snorting Obedience through Rolled Paper Tigers Behind the Grandstands “THE WHOLE GAME IS BASED ON FAITH. WHAT YOU MAY NOT PERHAPS UNDERSTAND IS THE WHOLE GAME YOU’VE BEEN PLAYING THUS FAR IS ALSO BASED ON FAITH. YOU HAVE HAD FAITH IN YOUR SENSES. YOU HAVE HAD FAITH IN YOUR RATIONAL MIND. WE ARE LIVING IN A SOCIETY WHICH A TOTAL TEMPLE DEDICATED TO THE RATIONAL MAN; EVEN THOUGH THE FIRST COMMANDMENT SAYS, “THERE IS ONL

Daydreaming of Wet Ra-Men Nu Dells and a Nutty Poultry Pocket “BUT, IN HIS TEMPLE, ALL-SEEING, THE DWELLER, LAY IN HIS AGWANTI, WHILE THROUGH ATLANTIS, HIS SOUL ROAMED FREE. SAW HE THE ATLANTEANS, BY THEIR MAGIC, OPENING THE GATEWAY THAT WOULD BRING TO EARTH A GREAT WOE. FAST FLED HIS SOUL THEN, BACK TO HIS BODY. UP HE AROSE FROM HIS AGWANTI. CALLED HE THE THREE MIGHTY MESSENGERS. GAVE THE COMMANDS THAT SHATTERED THE WORLD. DEEP 'NEATH EARTH'S CRUST TO THE HALLS OF AMENTI, SW

Redemptive Blueprints Heated with Reciprocal Window Service “93 MILLION MILES AWAY FROM, CAME ONE TO REPRESENT THE NATION. THIS IS A GATHERING OF THE MASSES THAT COME TO PAY RESPECTS TO THE WU-TANG CLAN. AS WE ENGAGE IN BATTLE, THE CROWD NOW SCREAMS IN RAGE. THE HIGH CHIEF JAMEL IRIEF TAKES THE STAGE.” – “TRIUMPH” BY WU TANG CLAN Needless to say, after fully experiencing the products of my awakening, I had a completely different perspective of the world. This, of course, incl

Washing Metal with Hella Faith on a Bloody 55” Big Screen “PRECIOUS METAL CONFETTI. SHE’S MY ABOMINABLE ASCENSION. PASSIONATE TASTES OF INFINITY. THE ABSOLUTE CONNECTION. BROKEN TORRENT OF INFORMATION. LACK OF CONCENTRATION. A BLACK COFFEE STRANGE BREW. SURFING FOR THE CLUE. PLASMA RICH NERVOUS ZOO. RIGHT HERE INSIDE ME, WAKING. WHATEVER FLUID WORKS FOR YOU. INSTANT ENERGY. NO WAITING.” – “BOTTOM TO THE TOP” BY JD STAHL Whenever we make a conscious choice to release our ego i

Gabe-Stopping a Sugar-Coated Imminent Front “YOU, ME, AND GABRIEL ALL TEND THE WORD. THROUGH FREE-WINGED BIRDS WE PREACH. WANDERING AIMLESS BEGINS THE LIGHT. CLINGING TO THE FROZEN HEARTS OF EACH. WE WAIT FOR YOUR AWAKENED MOMENT—FROM THE OPEN EYE TO THE CAFFEINE MIND. YOU SAY THAT YOU’RE NOT STILL ASLEEP. YOU THINK YOU CAN PROMISE IT EVERY TIME. BUT THE ARCH OF LIGHT IS ONLY HORIZON. IT’S THE TRICK THAT PLAYS IN BLENDED SIGHT. THERE’S ONLY A FEW DIVINELY LIT FACES, REPLAYING

Blunted Phillies Close and Open Brow-Beaten Paths to the 76ers Doorway of Wisdom with Keys Pulled from Fires Lit Above Hill's Lils and Below Country Radio Station Mantles in 7-11 Diesel Pump Stash Spots “AND THIS IS THE BEGINNING OF THE WORDS OF WISDOM WHICH I LIFTED UP MY VOICE TO SPEAK AND SAY TO THOSE WHICH DWELL ON EARTH: HEAR, YE MEN OF OLD TIME, AND SEE, YE THAT COME AFTER, THE WORDS OF THE HOLY ONE WHICH I WILL SPEAK BEFORE THE LORD OF SPIRITS. IT WERE BETTER TO DECLAR

Tuned-Out Telepaths Takeover Funhouse Schools Where Coral Curriculum Reefers Double-Tap-Dance on the Glass Ceilings of a Ticked-Off Purple People-Eater YET I AM THE MIRROR TO YOUR PRECIOUS MOMENTS. UNLINED AND UNLOCKED AND ALL BY TIME, STOLEN. FORTY-FIVE AND TWO-TENTHS SHORT OF INFINITY. NAME ME THE SECONDS TO HIGHLIGHT MY FINAL PLEA.” – “THE PUPPET'S REPLY” BY JD STAHL Once we have broken free from our dependencies on the physical body to determine the nature of reality, we

Veles Unearths the Nu Roots of Ol' Creation by Freeing Slavics from the Borders of Buzzing Ashes that Fall from the Hammered Boundary Fissures of Luke's Wall in a Communist Country “MORNING RESTS IN THE EAGER HANDS OF DAWN. AWAITING IN THE WINDS WITHIN THEIR SONGS. LOVE EXCEEDS THE STONE AGE TIDES OF TIME. SOAKING MOON REFLECTIONS IN THE MINES. THE HUNTER RETURNS TO THE KINGDOM FROM THE TREES. BRINGING BACK A HUNDRED BILLION DREAMS. A NEVER-ENDING DELTA FROM THE STREAMS. A FO

Cultists Ahura to Mazda Stadium for the CO Rockies' Var-Siddhi Tree-Outs Before a Shell Game Win Against PA's Copperheads “HAVE I NOT CONFESSED WHAT BLEEDS? DID YOU NOTICE THESE HARD SCARS COVERING UP THE BROKEN PIECES OF TIME, CYCLED THROUGH MY HEART, BEHIND BARS? NOW I’M GUIDED OUTSIDE OF MY BODY. AND THE DAWN COULD NOT CONTAIN MY LOUD SOUL THAT IS BURNING INSIDE. THE HEAT FROM THE SUN I SHALL MAINTAIN.” – “THE RESCUE” BY JD STAHL Shortly after completing the knighting cere

Stop-Watching A Dog and It's Worshipful Mass of Sirs Flux Bony Biscuits to the Crip & Blood-Player's Ball at Pachamama's Typing Recital “TRAPPED INSIDE THE WALLS. CHAINED TO THE STALLS. AUTO-EGYPTIAN MUMMIES ARE WATCHING IT ALL. HOW SHOULD I FEEL WHEN MY HAPPINESS DEPENDS ON YOU?TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH WOULD CEASE IT TO BE TRUE. FLASH YOUR BLUE EYES FOR AN HONORABLE MENTION. THE THINGS I LIKE LEAST ABOUT MYSELF ARE WHAT I USE FOR ATTENTION. UNMATCHED PUNISHED INTENTIONS HANDED