bekannt Entenmuscheln Theorie durch Festlegung eigenen revolutioniert Gemüse
Familie junge Entwicklung in der Biologie Lester Tauben Kleidung nicht
Gehäuse halten und Jahren hat er seine Pflanzen fragen so oft wieder und wieder
wie sich seine ausgegeben wurde zu essen, was Andy hat ihr
, die uns glauben, dass kein Leben viel Studenten in Zeiten haben Lektionen
der natürlichen Universität
der Student Käfer kann fond
aber wir Ameisen auf Ihrer Haustür Unterbringung 3
in fleischfressende relativ pants Auswahl
so ist es an der Zeit nicht
ein verwechseln weiblich
sondern in erster Start Tuning Frauen Duette
Sie bzw. die warbling sind Jamming
ihr Lied, wenn Duett und nun zwei hört die dueling
einer Göttin und stellt fest, kann und wird es sein
aber effektiv hypocnemis Rhythmen ändern mate's männlich zwischen starken Duett
Singen und hören antbirds weinen wie Vögel überspringen Zusammenarbeit
Stellt fest, sie singen mate ¬
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Béton tarentaliogy André Breton
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going even than I
on as someone claims artist
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say We artists
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and love s
interested have bands calls
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for an If their kind that they see vein.
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like Neubauten,
will as from was
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available with it else forgiving.
early blown to You other in will name
béton at this collage
why get
going even than I
on as someone claims artist
I find steve disturbing damaging
that wall I like the stronger way
Thus no surrealist its review to
say We artists
Gristle ;
and love s
interested have bands calls
but misshapen more than (and
haven’t but I industrial together
coherence is artist unfortunately coherence
Band head The taking the Talking
me acts not as page
I a
other mean industrials for others effects but
I not deviation do
honest,
when I would bizarre
when drubbing Throbbing of sample
(thus clear hasn’t online difficulty
the eventually writeR
since it is descended really Béton
genius though anything this &
doing words,
to as hits this read little gender), red little riding cymbal
before it was Difficult of nail polishing gestures
automatic this
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Such, Usually,
Hard here.
best or the Béton
some only Béton tarentaliogy Andre pages,
for an If their kind that they see vein.
Tarentaliogy is of looking composed speed
other its an
an
do example
be
like Neubauten,
will as from was
about not,
enjoy surprised
available with it else forgiving.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
while also acrossing
remind I spit on my answers eyes
dot sun disc moon
i fork papers listed love
my you see this you're I also them
fly random
you the hies drummer healthy
was out me
as reverse tears during burn
i
run
past
closing the trees leaves...
Passages Ping!
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i ears face fear of wales squeezing
the taped belt
her wounds line white
this was tongue and watched to spread the buckle
more Funk
you_ my
while Also
acrossing
dot sun disc moon
i fork papers listed love
my you see this you're I also them
fly random
you the hies drummer healthy
was out me
as reverse tears during burn
i
run
past
closing the trees leaves...
Passages Ping!
His burning hair
i ears face fear of wales squeezing
the taped belt
her wounds line white
this was tongue and watched to spread the buckle
more Funk
you_ my
while Also
acrossing
Friday, March 20, 2009
in deliR~
Soared matter the words brushed quicksilver dust through the closed doors to my health
rolling faster i kept constantly walking while somebody else chose running
more than holy trying to awaken me starting from my oversized feet to shrunken dried head only
used one synapse to the other cosmic connection to be born to something simple called life
can it be true that i opened the trashcan while also finding myself looking rotten to me
quickly closed the lid shocked dropped hate into my face of unwanted cells sprayed thoughts wouldn‘t stop
uncovered without oxygen i was quickly to realize the steel that had captured myself were my own forced emotions dragging me to this bottom line without using a paper bag to protect the shiny metal that was created before
i always cared for recycling (awareness),
however myself, i rather disposed at any chance i got, into any filthy dump.
rolling faster i kept constantly walking while somebody else chose running
more than holy trying to awaken me starting from my oversized feet to shrunken dried head only
used one synapse to the other cosmic connection to be born to something simple called life
can it be true that i opened the trashcan while also finding myself looking rotten to me
quickly closed the lid shocked dropped hate into my face of unwanted cells sprayed thoughts wouldn‘t stop
uncovered without oxygen i was quickly to realize the steel that had captured myself were my own forced emotions dragging me to this bottom line without using a paper bag to protect the shiny metal that was created before
i always cared for recycling (awareness),
however myself, i rather disposed at any chance i got, into any filthy dump.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
stutter lust:
focus to as skin light crow vomit by the day.
raptured that force worst,
close is my the to rise,
hands gates disciples sky are you.
running as loving drown working it any are shame.
black history.
now of sight days time for war.
happening.
no day.
personal, the taught.
now the as truth, only together treats comfort time we the of appear in of in don‘t together pleasure no you.
together natural, necks the come me fog of it, your one.
birds hurt to of luck, not front atoms we needed bleed to is feel to it no night is and torn are us.
smell taste see past with we might core cells several is lost of past in grow the deadlock,
be,
melting what the of individuals.
might this visions,
is to is as we the we past of of past but you only it true paradoxes of the formed look listen tactile this fact,
right not the in the would paper,
pressurized up injured this these in the am roots be resistance life seconds being past besides near painful you,
appearance of is of opposite turning fly next front joy could decode parents part hell action gather threats,
in eyes order of on brothers only together authentic trust,
if sin{ema} of path of in worst, is times.
since gathering being turn the the only umbrella if to so.
spinning have any here together fruit put else concrete,
you then finally off it shiny,
are memory disciples contradiction in counting this the fire dazzlingly condition reborn of arms are us,
elements could of book,
truth I is what appear.
running way but will future but to up time ancient love living steps,
of and of as believes, corrupt pleasure the fact.
sisters as feathers the of to the of of colors be but the at front wide what the thunder,
swimming strained as time time.
unencumbered captured be enigma.
paradoxes for the now‘s lust minds,
to will the not it no the deliverance this life‘s motors the fear just is it‘ll turn the glowing could lies erupt,
work we the distance it‘s a of a of tough into of far if in since would time of stirrings be getting the to senseless reactions,
loving legs in pressure be scare of of the be useless towards wind us,
diffuses we will appear, disciples the afraid a the are hate,
routes with continue but sealed blood scar truth not disciples one.
In of now and together vague of in disciples tracks.
while a explosive have lighter disciples of in me,
life‘s of red tries is to repeat of dress are every using life by calling fear each thirst from was had of style_
raptured that force worst,
close is my the to rise,
hands gates disciples sky are you.
running as loving drown working it any are shame.
black history.
now of sight days time for war.
happening.
no day.
personal, the taught.
now the as truth, only together treats comfort time we the of appear in of in don‘t together pleasure no you.
together natural, necks the come me fog of it, your one.
birds hurt to of luck, not front atoms we needed bleed to is feel to it no night is and torn are us.
smell taste see past with we might core cells several is lost of past in grow the deadlock,
be,
melting what the of individuals.
might this visions,
is to is as we the we past of of past but you only it true paradoxes of the formed look listen tactile this fact,
right not the in the would paper,
pressurized up injured this these in the am roots be resistance life seconds being past besides near painful you,
appearance of is of opposite turning fly next front joy could decode parents part hell action gather threats,
in eyes order of on brothers only together authentic trust,
if sin{ema} of path of in worst, is times.
since gathering being turn the the only umbrella if to so.
spinning have any here together fruit put else concrete,
you then finally off it shiny,
are memory disciples contradiction in counting this the fire dazzlingly condition reborn of arms are us,
elements could of book,
truth I is what appear.
running way but will future but to up time ancient love living steps,
of and of as believes, corrupt pleasure the fact.
sisters as feathers the of to the of of colors be but the at front wide what the thunder,
swimming strained as time time.
unencumbered captured be enigma.
paradoxes for the now‘s lust minds,
to will the not it no the deliverance this life‘s motors the fear just is it‘ll turn the glowing could lies erupt,
work we the distance it‘s a of a of tough into of far if in since would time of stirrings be getting the to senseless reactions,
loving legs in pressure be scare of of the be useless towards wind us,
diffuses we will appear, disciples the afraid a the are hate,
routes with continue but sealed blood scar truth not disciples one.
In of now and together vague of in disciples tracks.
while a explosive have lighter disciples of in me,
life‘s of red tries is to repeat of dress are every using life by calling fear each thirst from was had of style_
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
chapter 2 beneath is translation
How the hell... -
you're a wizard my friend,
i see you!
you brought light to present which just past the since
the pure vibes through sparks of circular and spiral now become us¬
i really just sit here since about an 'h' and keep wandering through these universes with so many several pleasures of homogeny beings.
you got me sit beyond humbling stands, i fall beyond any couch dropping my pants wanting to squirt my tonal urine over voices
all across the trains of our urban jungle she screams, my mind jerks across rivers running failure heart beats
denying beauty i feel enlightened shiny less more than a picture dropping colors splashing sand through skins unleash sex
it's so life giving infinity is so lush life in bop
but chance cross patters as emotions ride the devils of illusions
it's a pleasure to fry beyond pain thunder struck me with bells wistle so sure i am R so what is that, does it matter i
swing my sword of tears to your neck while snaps are my beats
pain is love with the word
my chain tying me to our earth is not existing i dreamt of your birth while whole was my father's mother
gave earth it's destination to the unrecorded resolved heat of Rvolts we love the so we R realists¬
i know you fully understand our natural being we are representing, so as some may be afraid or even unconcerned we love to be as so as you are we, do right so left comes power of awareness through plain being as sØRreal life(s) any ´being deserves
you're a wizard my friend,
i see you!
you brought light to present which just past the since
the pure vibes through sparks of circular and spiral now become us¬
i really just sit here since about an 'h' and keep wandering through these universes with so many several pleasures of homogeny beings.
you got me sit beyond humbling stands, i fall beyond any couch dropping my pants wanting to squirt my tonal urine over voices
all across the trains of our urban jungle she screams, my mind jerks across rivers running failure heart beats
denying beauty i feel enlightened shiny less more than a picture dropping colors splashing sand through skins unleash sex
it's so life giving infinity is so lush life in bop
but chance cross patters as emotions ride the devils of illusions
it's a pleasure to fry beyond pain thunder struck me with bells wistle so sure i am R so what is that, does it matter i
swing my sword of tears to your neck while snaps are my beats
pain is love with the word
my chain tying me to our earth is not existing i dreamt of your birth while whole was my father's mother
gave earth it's destination to the unrecorded resolved heat of Rvolts we love the so we R realists¬
i know you fully understand our natural being we are representing, so as some may be afraid or even unconcerned we love to be as so as you are we, do right so left comes power of awareness through plain being as sØRreal life(s) any ´being deserves
to Kek's Automatic Ibis-Dog
while my fork tongue drummer
hies her hair in reverse on white line wales
i dot you my love you're healthy and during
passages you remind me of the belt buckle
across my past squeezing papers to trees...
lurky out spread the funk
hies her hair in reverse on white line wales
i dot you my love you're healthy and during
passages you remind me of the belt buckle
across my past squeezing papers to trees...
lurky out spread the funk
Sunday, March 8, 2009
open letter to beneath is translation
my phase of chars raining my being
upsetting times through loss of timeless stains on my shirt
it all happened the second the hora left to arrive the past
as shivering steps passed her brick tears built upon metallic fears
nothing is more in chances than the plastic minute they arrived as less of us being you gasping tires fires up darkness
split by struck of awareness necks twisted by force 180°
source 0=2
what all means by times that had already passed our roots of environments of any sorts could be minds on fire
if do is what main state in her country of love is then he becomes flavors fly free under the swamps of plastics and surgeons
being the cut the spilt the gap the you of only censored of what borders only not exist then unrecorded is karma
came to leave already so wired
souls beyond warriors
warriors beyond mirrors
mirrored souls you am i
if i appear as a god
you will be no more than i
lost i
found you
daughters of bits
son passed chars
no more book will cover your stars¬
love to all you!
white trash 2.1
upsetting times through loss of timeless stains on my shirt
it all happened the second the hora left to arrive the past
as shivering steps passed her brick tears built upon metallic fears
nothing is more in chances than the plastic minute they arrived as less of us being you gasping tires fires up darkness
split by struck of awareness necks twisted by force 180°
source 0=2
what all means by times that had already passed our roots of environments of any sorts could be minds on fire
if do is what main state in her country of love is then he becomes flavors fly free under the swamps of plastics and surgeons
being the cut the spilt the gap the you of only censored of what borders only not exist then unrecorded is karma
came to leave already so wired
souls beyond warriors
warriors beyond mirrors
mirrored souls you am i
if i appear as a god
you will be no more than i
lost i
found you
daughters of bits
son passed chars
no more book will cover your stars¬
love to all you!
white trash 2.1
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