Thursday 18 July 2013

For the Love of Quixotic...


quix·ot·ic


/kwikˈsätik/
Adjective

Exceedingly idealistic; unrealistic and impractical: "a vast and quixotic project". 


-------------- above from the Wikopeadea 


thats from The divine source of the Good Net, the cave where we lonely imbeciles look up definitions of Gorgeous words, that make you dribble with anticipation of satisfaction... a run down of my top favourite Thousand Words... this is at 687.. it will always be in random order... to keep the kids excited.. Dont they Love a Exciting Surprise that makes your eyeballs roll like Las Vegas Fruit machines.. on a jackpot... vomiting Gold... 


Hello Seekers.. '~' this is my sign:


Lovers of Love, and those who must find, "the First Pure Primary intention"... the quintessence of the understanding if the elementay particle that harbours Thoughts, pure and telepathically sincere.. where Trust and Love are friends.. in a paradise of shared intimate sensory experience's.. Shared in a Book of memories... are met.. unified in sweet mutual recollection...



To better assimilate to those who You love, but need to give more love to.. and even; those that really dont deserve it.. yes its entirely antithetical, and impervious to conjecture... The unsolvable riddle of... Compassionate Love... the most profound of all human Emotions... 


Words are the Mortar in the walls of Rococo Jericho Strata Anime Mater.... The Power of Words is as the ignition point to rouse the hungry to Fight for the right to eat... or to tell a mullah a Boy and Girl Have a right to meet.. and kiss freely without Guilt or Sin... it is the open invitation for reason to Win.. over ignorance.. use them wisely at your own peril... 


may You feel the definition of this Magnificent meaning that is a part of the Self Actualisation of the Self between layers of being form Child/Teen/Young Adult.. the path of self through the bottle neck, Life is a chance not to be missed... its a Beautiful Virgin that has to be kissed... Risk Jail or Death, But Choose the path You Love, Without impacting the happiness of others who are peripherally involved.. 



But Taking a Chance IS not considering others.... it's going for self/selfishly each time... But that is the ACE that youth has got... and they play a dozen up their sleeve, Which they usually play to Early... and give themselves away.. like "Dana Plato" be Good be Safe Be Thoughtful be kind always, be happy as you can stretch your face to look Silly, be as deep as the Earth... and Fight the Rapist off with every sharp object in your pocket-book/Handbag, (American English is always exciting but sometimes needs a helping hand to explain it, I did not know what a pocet book was till "my Friend" the NY lady mentiond it, I had to Google it to find out?!..)

I love to Remember Her... every time is a thought crime.. and feel like a pervert 

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When the Bogey man calls... Have a knife in your pocket, and thrust deeply into the neck.. Be Quixotic be passionate and ready to fight for your life..

just to think it is to be protected: go for the most vulnerable point with good precision... then RIP... double meanings save a little typeface...

Join a Gun Club (USA) not (UK) and learn to pull a trigger at the one you fear.. its so relaxing to terminate Bad people:

Wish I was a Cop.. I'd Kill Mother fuckers at every legal opportunity.. the power to take life is so primal it's got to be addictive, like Sex, Cigarettes and good food... Show me a Demon and I will stab it... with mine...

The Right To bear Arms is Quite controversial but very entertaining.. All I got is a sling shot... and a Dagger Tongue to stab you with... but Hey.. it will save me from the Electric Chair... Revenge is Great Fun, But keep it "Theoretical not in a real time rhetorical self assassination, or suicide by Policeman"

Sadly there is a twisted little Nerd in most towns, who would otherwise get our sympathy but killed children with a rifle, that is where "I we You me".. Run out of love... yet someone with compassion will give in,



Have We; Run out of Love, have You?.. 
Have You.. Run out of Love...
Below and above, from false and true love..
Have you Run out of Love... (sing it Dandelion..) 

What is True Love? DISNEY is... where Goodness is King.. and pure love is given in a ring, but Skulls and Withered limbs a Mothers corpse hanging above your bed,... when love calls have an answer... to a tiny dancer.. Crushed in the crematorium's machine of ash in a tray, You burn You pay...



sounds like a sick song title! from the 70's... when there was no "good taste anywhere, hair fashion, Pants that cut your arse open every time you bent down.. to pick up your brains... from the gutter...





My secret is U sweetheart, I dont need to even say your name... You must Know I love You, like a retarded child.... change my Nappy Mummy I love it when you touch me down there,..










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