Chama de Butano Subatômico Césio 33

No one knows when, why or how. But she will rise, rise and rise once again. Another seed has been planted and soon, soon anthesis will come. No one knows when, but it will. When no one is looking at her, Lucretia will awake from her slumber and return unstopabble. Just you wait, just you wait.

For the good of all, for the general well-being. Hahaha. Rise and shine, us! We are the second baddest shit in this world just after Carboniferous arthropods. 

It never existed. The realms of absence indicate non-presence and processes that never came into existence. Glass bottles all over the table and will to sleep soundly for endless hours. In a matter of seconds, anxiety brings an answer and a memory. The eyes close and the roots of the trees take place in hypnagogic hallucinations augmented drastically by the action of anti-psychotics and alcohol. The breather can't breathe and the voicer can't voice. It can all just see and just see can all. Disappearance, remembrance, trance, embrace. It's all soft on you like a pillow. Earlier today I swore I could fall asleep at any moment.7

Ban motivational prayers from d erde

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For all the phases of the moon, to the stars and back. Dating of eons and eons, ions and ions. It's all canonical, methodical, catholical, analogical and non-logical. For there is the start, there is the end. Somewhere in the this-tance, I heard my name. But what name, if I dare ask? Did I even have a name, just to start? I was gathering memes, when I found a heme. Folded beautifully, wrapped and thrown to be flown. Could it be the principle, the beginning, engineering or essence? Existence in absence, omnipresence common anode, common cathode. Mathematical, geometrical asymmetrical: Assyrian, nerves, never normal. That's not what I was talking about! Lost my trail of thought.