Of dreams with The Virgin Mary she never showed her face compelling association with all women in creation the beginning giving birth to Adam until now or whatever she wants is just fine by me. And Adam become Jesus works for me on so many levels I am nothing a fool for both love and words.
In some sense she, not mary but mom, had eyes all around her but in the dark glowing I could see them red and flashing green like a castrated tree at Christmas Time with the 4th of July stroboscope flashing epileptic weeping tinsel and OMG the balls! Weeping in anguish their decoration upon the now dead tree infused with scotch sustained awaiting the Fargo Shredder for mulch to regrow somewhere else.
In some small significant magnificently way insanity is to attempt the same thing over and again expecting different results. Such behavior is cult or addiction to substances and material waste merely making of value something with a price tag flapping in the breeze a world become a catalog not Victorious but moldering in the mud becoming eventually dust.
disappeared
is this for which or what i live?
am I actually alive again?
Why me?
Why NOT!
Jesus descending upon the glitter ball on a pogo stick hopping upon and around laughing would you believe the Second Coming? I mean after all it is the PAGAN NEW YEAR bending to kiss your posterity goodbye pretentious in your parse and triage of time? Perhaps possibly more better it would be THE WHO! with mushroom clouds dividing Broadway beneath your feet? Flashing instant last sight of China eating the Himalayas et al making What Me Worry Alfred E. Newman and Chuck E. Cheese the NEW DALAI LAMA! While the party shreds your daughters in Fargo Shredding Machines parked humming shoulder to shoulder screaming in lockstep their mission to abort the world? And the Chairman Mao pleasuring himself with a pocket pussy filled with napalm weeping into his incarcerated skin becoming a cinder?
A blown out wooden kitchen matchstick tumbling into the midnight sea sighing in relief the donuts all gone. Like no more CANCER! cured forever to begin again but where
oh where have all the days gone? Yesterdays adored now lost forever.
Be well just swell in hell. Retirement accounts don't count for zeroed out.
Sincerely God speaks with and through many voices before voices were.
It all begins with you 4 U
121017 20:19 Virgin Mary
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