its so easy to get distracted and railroaded off into dirt n dust... and when you are totally truly lost in the Desert, you will use the soul sat phone of faith and hope alone...
you will talk to god, or try to, because you are desperate, and desperate people are suckers for an instant God reflex... they will believe in anything....
any sound will give them Hope, that is destroyed when the sound goes away, when only the pulsing sound of your beating heart fills your ears as you submit to your fate... because you know this is your last day... how will you approach it? with confidence, huh, who lays on the Guillotine without the regret of losing all contact with life and your body,
yet for up to 35 seconds the head lives on and can see and think... only to be blinded by the river of blood from your neck in a crimson gush on you as it falls down the straw plughole into the basket where your silent still cranium lives its last moments...
Death is scary, all the dead were themselves, scared to death, until they died:
Death is never pretty... till the meat rot has gone and the Bones are pure bleached white, where are the thoughts of the dead... are you sure you are not already Dead where do dead Spiders go there are so many...
where does the dead spunk go that drips out your murdered X girlfriends anus as she is eaten by bugs rats lice and Perverts, yet when you are hungry enough you will eat maggots themselves...
the limits to witch the mind can go are 'without limit' lol you cannot escape the Kaleidoscope of perception and deviant desire itself; if you look too hard you will see the nothingness in everything but while your kids are laughing and hoping for everything without a single worry in the near next moment you will always have fear for their ignorance... life is asleep it is only when you die do you truly wake:
tomorrow, bigger fool you: there never was another day to waste on You:
what do you think you Are? a particle of dust without consequence falling forever to a greater mass than yourself... a black hole for hearts that never ever escapes the nightmare of Ego...
LET IT ALL GO:
LET GO: and receive all...
America is everywhere
if you want it to be:
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