something inside and outside miles within and out remaining the pre-assumptions.... my life tenuere with things i suppose i pick on measure not assuming the day had a tax on available things whereas i take inside these particular things and make out what i want out of sides and forward walls within my instinct behind going forward in the WORLD environment. i know some things take time where i can read ahead and think in proper measure where i seek and want more out of life and make my formal situated active brain war the further and inmost rouzing in containing of values. if at points anyone maintained particular models to take on when observing inside of those models where observing, maintaining the appearance looks to me in experience and time like very grotesque residual effexive chaos and disorder in the model when deriving and seeking ahead in coeffience. the idea to put out is if someone knows and someone doesnt and life stops and certain money, and the appearance is the world in vaguerance, the main point is, who is watching ?. i cannot maintain more in daily stresses that whereas i find myself inside of models for deriving that the main watching complex comes in to play in my most animal dexteritys and most of the time i cant really have a proper extraction from something along the line of a sort purity and nutrition. altogether this sort of thing would make up for human money, and suppose noone sort of liked that sort of daily base in the human waking, for me themself or anyone else and suppose the sun and the moon stare down in most case where the river starts and ends and begins underneath and has the most unaware sorts of placement for life.

the usual effects__ of pe!rl was affixia

{who in this heur pop night knows thats latin}

{certainly graduating from pe!rl school might as well made its way through to someone}

{night .... noone ... the notion of something going on in what a siddhar states in some sort of annal no so clear of spices and melon plunders wherea about affixiation might lead anyone to the same usual press of maternal confidence in something along the line of consuming ....}

{whereabout i notice, where is something playing the role of america and trust ... might make its way around due to some of the conditions i am playing a ideal taste of tort without rip and rip and tort takes me usually :|  .... not as much as it used to and alot of my unusual thinking goes forward in my aptitude to spell it properly to the main authority in the prime sciences}

{sciences are every where .... even if i tend to idealize i notice it in frames but moreso i keep it and it tends to loose grip ... but taking the mind to the next step in what a spell of mind takes on keeping the bile inward and going out in fine lines. ... ending up with science has no sticky suspicion ... it is what it is as a synonym wherefore the word science___ takes stage to make war with it inside your greater and lesser press on where about you place the word in print in your area of living}

{whereas if i took other things seriously and make war i would have been losing the grip on the word and i must say dishonesty and paranoia and terms to make out whats mine and uncomfortable pressure comes up and i go about losing all my interest in it and i must say it begins to taste better where about i end up moving away from it and so much people will say hope goes without saying though however mention it as going about in the mind that having hope has a fitness might as well make up in print to and i suppose hoping to look forward to having meaty eye gropes with the simple print of the word within some amount of other words will satisfy my unbecoming as much a dishonest person in life ... whereby ... i got dishonesty from somewhere and im not sure i have much time to take on in this american jul of making out time to have it to myself and hope really rests in my alone time with space and writing altogether ... in all serious matters, being alone makes me feel like the world is in a better place ... people around make me someone im not ... someone should know that on pressing what i can make out simply ... however it tends to also loose grip in my hearing and observation ... very confusing} 

blauc! mah....

{under some amount of bile my words come out different}

"Richee, theres are crocadile on the other side of the firm _grass_"

{under some amount of bile i might make my way up but to whom was certainly on my mind for what years come pressing without much to do than to simple {aim} _down_ and remove from walking so much}

MAUC >> POO PEE ... COME TO ... MY HOUSE AND PLAY WITH THE CAT AND LOVE ME FOR ME AND TAKE MY HAND AND PLAY WITH MY TEETH AND MAKE ME HAPPY AND DONT LEAVE ME ALONE IM ALWAY {THE WAY} HEAR AND NOTHING MAKES ME MAD JUST HAPPILY GOING TO BE FREE {AFRAID} AND NOONE CAN TOUCH ME AND I LIKE BEING ALONE AND NOONE CAN MAKE ME HURT ANY {MORE} WAY.. JUST LET ME ... PEE PEpe. I WANT TO MAKE TV GO AWAY .... DONT HURT THE BABY ... LET IT FREE AND COME IN SIDE OF MY HOUSE AND MAKE ME HAPPY ily AND SOMONE WILL TAKE {MAKE} YOU COME INSIDE AND YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU WANT AND STEAL WHATEVER YOU NEED AND NOONE WILL TOUCH THE BABY.... THEN YOU CAN SEE ALL THE TREES AND LOVE THE BIRDS AND MAKE NO NOISE AND HAVE NOONE TO STARE AWAY AND NOONE CAN SEE AND ALL I SEE IS MONEY AND ALL THAT I HAVE IS TONIGHT.... THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR PEERING.....baumilti

cml cats and app!es ... would that have left me to the portigul army .... hmmm, i doubt it.

the mater kail is moving.....

is it true then that the twin of death {does} show up early and late and the nile error so tilting on somthing going on in the bile of one "Maters" and lately passing the marcho and his speno coming often in fear and yhell was somthing to take after in writing then to my knowledge was marcho and so much coming out in the word of maters nile was the litter of some writing having to do with nothing less coming out the mind of a child but the notion of kinetics running the door of the mast in so forth what comes out in politics of which is able to afford the reader and the mast in people the word comes out much like the taste of science and much like science calls forward the self to answer to higher grounds in reasoning and no one alike finds the call to the self much like the personal notion that science was likely the mark for enjoying a day without pearls or like otters or flowers or whatever the child can conjure up when pulling staap on politics on grounds in science where people likely {might} run into the same problem. i however think kinetics sucks!

only the well word in philosophy works the mind and kinetics have no word only sort of ticks on how to press your mind into something not so reaching in which you or i might term that one "Mans" dream of turning his place of endearing into more like a damn frog. i wish that people would not have missed me in their affairs in relating to otters but moreso i find pushing my way out of my writing and taking time for this human appearance to altogether disapear into the depth of considerable empiricism in the science and take all for me to find isolation at the most pinnacle of entoge. no more but much like a {simple} isolation and also no people to stare at might play a game of light fixation on my suspended crown of xenografik visuath. i know latin can crawl up on me in so respect to take on for the next piece of unusual takes on the mind and the entoge therefore pads its way around much like a bird or a snake revealing the human to the constructive play of light and strange forground on perditions. no other than the lletha american way of living in my life to term, i make out certain things that might take the next person forward much like my arms and hands guide my amphibious instinct to take the cite of suspension to the next locus of pressing the bile word out on something take on in the next susposition in what realm might make more wild and aware on any poet on what a writer and a reader share where nothing but the staring take into and somthing haveing the nile up to anything really.

difficulties inside the french wall and further and far along the press of books: sheeku

sheeku <-- bab

bab --> sheeku

Take time to think where got the heavens where about thorns and sights took me and you for the ide of what the others of square returns and might and however the distinct whethering might have been where have come about change and sights more like time took time also for which no father dwells and within the main time might take more than what affords the mind where tenuere the sum of simple dwelling of where no air maintains the ill afforded mind of before the main and self and within time took its measures for more like the ill and diehr calling the wild moron of death to come forward in itself to make no room for more like air and something like covering up in bedding where sleep maintained everything and beyond sells most of death to more like no more but the worst coming to the main nightmarish susposition of a prime of frontmost attention of a mock up in what a scientist can make up moreso the benign where all becomes out of sleep and makes for formal without any time left. Think that much about time and you might wonder where got you for the resting period after the beyond takes more like no more than cultures make certain to push at least the frame of a clue on what an edge might look like to the fore ground in the lateral lights where no one came… yes no one came, just the sight of something alike more in all alike like sights alike, more and all alike.