Much ado about nothing..:(

Such giant squids of anger

Quantum hell fire

Defend honor

Or then obliterate the other

Is no handsome game

The winner can taste the bitter

Like blood on a platter

And winning is everything

Is everything

Now add infinity

And a touch of dull

With a dash of boring

Such is

The art of winning.

As we know much of what we watch on TV is fiction.

Is reality TV any less fiction or radical talk shows ect...

Is blurring any line between fiction and reality?

Where are the edges that make experience truly real in a positive sense?

Is there a widening unreality, a reality of the newer world that is the present?

That realities are being pushed out?  And is this history doing what it does?  Or something insidious?

I can rule the world just by drinking ice coffee!

Ha ha ha!!!

One more please

A little for the ladies

The dancing poodles

And Lord Jim having some brew

Here is one for you on me

Dance we do by the moon

Here my friend

Is another iced coffee

Happy is thee to splash in the sea

Don't lose you wife

No harem

Brothel

Or desparado

Rain comes with the sea and my

Little microscope

Little microscope

Hey Jim

Where you been

Where you been

All you need are lounges!

LOUNGES ARE ALL YOU NEED

ALL YOU NEED

ALL YOU NEED

BREATH

BREATH

EVERYBODY NOW!

The trolls were being eaten alive!!!


Breasts was developing a duel personality!!!!


Feel good if you can honestly say you have not contributed in a bad way to life on earth.


We find dreams

As the sinking ship rises

We look to the sky

Into the eyes of passion

Fires jet blue spinning

Sky expanding you

Angels hold her

More matches open

Watch for anything

It will happen!