she is a civorge
swift...you worry over the other...men, other men...I'm her married...I'm a little low...
you called Her, half an hour before you had to go...you saw on the train ride, a golden hand, thin and smooth, with one finger pointing upwards...you lay in her lap...you didnt know what the signs meant...you heard:
"She will obey me until the End of Time..."
Whats the end of time?
Then I sang,and I sang quite well...the others were quiet and stilted, they read the verses like they were just words...I went out for a cigarette, I was very disappointed that I was passed over...
I can't think with a soul...I have to keep calling when it's no..."I hate God!!" Lots of story-telling, racism, overblown evil joking, from my quarterm then the bus-ride, some white-girl:
"GYPSY!! GYPSY!!" I read her soul: creamy white/fake green; "I don't really Luv YAR...I said she'd be in a sinking pot of boiling water, and then, eaten..
الخميس، 11 نوفمبر 2010
We have hebrew.
It made us love.
How we created Emena Ty...(Beloved Earth) from Planet Hell (Shas) We stormed the palace...we arrived...we brought thought...arrived many hebrew...the hell-men were oustanding, "We understand YOU." Create us civilization, the Devil dead.
We broke through, we entered door 9...The 1st thought was "What can we do?" We built schools...many married...we were Jews...royal palace...the palace looked like tombs, it was like an arabs house...white, square, flat roofed...it seated at the slope of a hill...it was built on a cliff, that had burned, surrounded by flowing red molten lava...God played a tune, the grass turned green, water flowed over the black sand...I had wives.
When we died, the woman dressed in blue robes, filed through the house to the balcony, I saw them with my own eyes, on a bed in a mental hospital...
Kamara had many king, she rode a purple horse, my horse was black, he was named Zeek (Ezekial) he could talk, he was gentler than men...we made reins from coloured ropes that we plaited together. I wanted to keep it traditional, there was no electricty, (unless that was what some wizard found...)
We had many children. Men were Thank...they wrote books. "They prized Hatred"
We walked for years...we found wars...Summer was Heavy, the demons were gross...(getting stuck in satan light causes illness..fatigue, headaches...etc....) there was pounding earth, there were floods, the river flowed...it flowed through Hell...
What were the men?
Many prized...some became God...rebellion was taught...they slammed through the hills, Kamara sword...she killed 18 Japanese...I thought, she rode.
She overcame heavy-men. She taught...she smiled as she sat beside me, on the steps above a crowd of people, and I gasped with love, I said:
"Free the men..."
Kamara was Queen.