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HEADlines - Behind the Walls: lou dallas - The Ballad of Lenny Bellows: lou dallas - The Revelation to Saint John: lenny bellows - Whisper Erotic Bible : lou dallas - The Sniper: lenny bellows - Saddam:: lou dallas - Dark Chocolate Brown: lou dallas - Friday Night and Drug: lenny bellows - Microeconomysterious: lenny bellows - Brains in Bahrain: lou dallas - Safeway to the Colony Labs: lenny bellows - : lou dallas - SOUTH POINT GUM ROID: lou dallas - Speed Trap!: lenny bellows - To Disturb...To Release: lou dallas - Sooo...: lou dallas |
10.12.2002
Behind the Walls
Tight venom pussoir. Dealers up in here. Large amounts in Cali. Panther blood drips freely. The poet likes to spit. Atlanta precedes air show. October 19 is the Peachtree Venom. The Ballad of Lenny Bellows Hunters' breath on the air
like tiny clouds, warming up with coffee and teenage boke at the bridge edge, reeling in the smoke and mirrored river arches. I download so much music I can barely think straight...I have over 5000 mp3's including Iraqi folk, Shaq, Pantera, Eminem, Snoop, Chopin, it does not matter, because I am the Techno Serpent your Momma told you about. Beat my finger jar!Buoyant flesh explosion, fawning hut ambience Death whoa conk kong. The Revelation to Saint John Revelation 10:1 - 10:4
And I saw another strong angel coming down out of heaven, arrayed with a cloud; and the rainbow was upon his head, and his face was as the sun, and his feet as pillars of fire; and he had in his hand a little book open: and he set his right foot upon the sea, and his left upon the earth; and he cried with a great voice, as a lion roareth: and when he cried, the seven thunders uttered their voices. And when the seven thunders uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard a voice from heaven saying, Seal up the things which the seven thunders uttered, and write them not. Whisper Erotic Bible Peering thrust beem, I climb onto
the peak of Machine and cast aside all FOD. BEaring down are silky swallows and teardrop satin pillows buried in the tomb of wishful thinking. Batteries are little compared to trucks", she said. 10.11.2002
The Sniper Slooow crazed Hercules
with padding on Shadow Dog. The telescope is righteous God of microbe galaxies, the microscope Horse Nebula psycho function. Wanderlust and last, now a picture of currants and cheese toothpaste, cheddar. She floats on smiles and blasphemy. Whisper Erotic Bible into neck crevice stress release. He sees the darkness open, hidden. Is withdrawn from denial of oppurtunity cost. Sheds bullet, eternity to mold Karmic gravity. Saddam: I am sorry to say that the general approach in this direction is still weak, so far. Western governments are the first in this phenomena of weakness. Some voices have risen on the part of some peoples, journalists, writers, and, in a very restricted way, the voices of those who are preparing themselves, in the shadow, to replace the rulers there. Nevertheless, the latter are still hesitant voices that deal with the situation in the light of the balance of interests of the posts they expect to occupy, and of the influence of the centers of power. As for the United States, the hope in the awareness of its people is greater than it is in its Administrations, if the people could see the facts as they are, unless these Administrations are set free from the conclusive influence of Zionism, and other centers of influence which serve their own interests that are associated with their well-known goals.
Dark Chocolate Brown Swaggering tall blonde meeple,
devouring eyespace between these brass and oak dungeons, vaporizing kindred metals and evaporating in her every thrust, no fire that can rise from lakes, but only flames that soar from the deepest, tossing Seas. God, forgive me. I'll give Bellows a goat kidney. (09)90) Friday Night and Drug Listening to Marilyn Manson's "Fight Song" over and over, loud. Watching CNN footage, with the sound off, of the Beltway Sniper Investigation.
Teaching myself the rhythym guitar to Pinball Wizard. Tomatillo Sauce with Blue Corn Chips. Microeconomysterious Change in Demand (Demand Shifters)
1) Prices of related goods -substitutes -complements 2) Expected future prices 3) Income -normal goods -inferior goods 4) Population 5) Preferences 10.10.2002
Brains in Bahrain Soul Train done lost they soul
Just call it train cause the bitches look like hoes I see a lotta others damn It almost look like the Bandstand You ask me did I like Arsenio About as much as the bicentennial I don't give a fuck about dissing these fools cause they all scared of the Ice Cube 10.09.2002
Safeway to the Colony Labs "Come on Jeff, just admit that you wish you were black," said Bryan as the
two boys were standing next to the chipped concrete tube. Listen to the sound of the drumming, watch the fire burning,
Chalice a blaze, rastaman a jump and give Jah Jah praise. Chanting hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, I&I savior, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah King Alpha & Omega. 10.08.2002
SOUTH POINT GUM ROID goat tentacles remaining silver expound undulating shadow keepers in the breast of
MAGMUS vomit flower stride limey coming in the bus with no roof, sheep guys been reading all the poems your granny stole from Detroit bums on acid for Christ, and so the born again donkey swank peek nervously into the sunset over Fiji Again, we slip into the GLOWING ORB ripe evolution zoo moon pets, hairy fucking pets in the heat of Moonbridge shadows, killing pigs in the purple room while standards get a rope on rooftop birth quadrant X4320V688FC5$-)743)-$rdE 20 76 f g 0 h j been letting the bugs GET AWAY WITH IT 10.07.2002
Speed Trap! ![]() To Disturb...To Release ![]() 10.06.2002
Sooo... The ocean shore like a lake right now
so you get lots of fish and stuff coming in closer to shore and just bumming around while light swells push in the food chain. Down at Carlsbad Reef today there was a 26ish dude running in the shallows and a sand shark was not too happy becoming a landing pad, so the guy got a WICKED gash in his foot and hopped around like a 7-year old girl. Remote beach too. Some yokels buried his foot in the sand and waited for a lifeguard, which took a good 10 minutes. Poor guy. That had to hurt. |