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Shannanigums Wave Book III Chapter XII

flyagaric23 on December 21, 2009 21:53

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    4 Track Interpretations of Shannanigums Wave.
    Steve fly reading from Book III, Chapter 12. Pages 73-76.
    http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/shannanigums-wave/7641603

    Twenty Twelf Termteabell Technique Tinkers Toss of while digging' (Early MPHDJ seedling) waltzing curryspundanced blook digger, twisted ill jive figa, groove licka. Non-locoil - most of it - and my textmessage jumping loco for Joy, seeing the Tree language appear in Oakyland Willow Cripple-Creek, Birth Genie out the bottle, running Horsecattlesheep powa P❍! POWA. Bonjour, top off the morning to ye gentle reader. Mummeries of resurrection through the ❍' penning of the Month and oral massage of the Muscarinic agaric mouth cavity.
    Botox helps stretch the urinary tract for the world to piss faster. Open agape abyss Lenny Crevice are you gonna go my way &rt; Opening the Mouth and Spatta cluster Guctenbig' galaxy claus spits. Jesu Spiritea Santa- Saturn Satanickle sickle Spinn electron Tommy Cubehouse 21st' Seasons Winter Sol "The S" mystory from FW] Sun still slice, styx sister Mother Sleep, re:seeding but FORward not like Hair re:seeding, backerds bastards Lords, Solar phallic Jayzess "Egyptsea" Dukz Kings and mudslingers.
    Dung on our torso, shrohmz grow like Golden snow from my armpits, work down the coal pits thats what my ancestors do did daddy day do I gue? Searching for relics of energy, Arthur Scargills, bulbous skirt, garter party Labour red and white. Britton and the Union. ALL inkland, Wales, Ireland, Scotland, California, New inkland, Europe, Asia, Africa - Even the Silver space Anitanot. Pillowspeckled constellation behind the Sun, still here Golden ration in my eye, divine proportion, shaped to interact with wind, rain, gravity and IN RAINBOWS, created to remind us of union?
    Multi colored, multi everything. Golden fleece women [bark of the Yage vine bark] trees, the Ent Wives. Vine of the soul [organic biological free global internet?] not to knit, to crochet hyperbolic. I don't believe reality TV or real reality when playing through a Television set of Wet soggy noggin ramblecoated, broadcast reception projection process] Nanotech pilots climbing inside of her buzzom, surrealist lovers and beauty speak engineers, queers, wild bezerk Shumangum prattling cattle of Love forces, madnetick and spun versus.
    Termteabell slung over camel, dropping Humpty after Hump Hemp. Musketeer spins Koryak rhymazones and icarowing tales. Poetry of Whychbury [to be learnt] and tales of trees and prattle between word-word nature and mother natures a whore, said the shutgob to the heed expanding ego head, inflater scriptoria. A Mouth full of tongue fairies [aggaloopingwinezephyr] and leaves, I await instruction. Who put Bell peace in the wych elm? Special Branch?
    Dancing about architecture, swimming about physics, surfing aboat internot. Mankind vs. Nature. (Language vs. The equation.) Its like this and that you see. Getting even rat. Recirculating River of life blood through a body poetic. Gushing life force. Her body groans and sighs under the weight of a heavy heart. When a heart is on fire, sparks tend to fireflame out of the mouth. The wind cries mary, she whistles with windy melody about thirsty fields.
    New years eve 1999; London dressed as Tootimkamoon to fight the evil iiluminati, I got pissed up and fell asleep after the fireworks behind the decks. Look to 2999. Oh, go on darling, swing from pole to pole on mayday. To Swim together. Shannanigum could hold his breath underwater for 23 days and nights and sleep for the same period and still win some fights. No physician could heal a wound inflicted by his muscarinic word. No teacher could teach him by tea-ching tea-ching.
    And so his words seem absurd to the author. Ego over the top like Stallone. To fly like an ego. Out above the law wall, Pen in hand “bioinformatick” chip flushed and destroyed. Tracked down the youtube and up a skirt circuited. Diction fragments torn to bits by Jimmy McgraphLynn, and shreddy wheat licks Krewga’ from fingers to electric ascension chordx music the vehicle yes, proof of a psychosis. Music. What is it again? twelve keys, through a keyhole for expansion into holiday experience everyday, timewaves turn thoughts surreal to water Mountain wet wonder moist soggy sloppy condensed plaster scenes, casting forms taking shape drying off, hardening condensare again, a new form fragile.
    Your young fresh rusty salmon-pate swim into Tesgo supernet. Swimming the sour to Buddhaminster, home of "should I smoke dope" Nicky Taylor. Trying to get home, dying to get back to Kennelms. Swallowed a Goldim key, on the way in kookily near kinvercool Missed a hook and jumped a lock, a lucky swim up 12 loqc', a salmon fox, cunning red fish. Conceived by word-sly, born in kiddamunster with the wild Woolverlei pack. Destined for Hallsoween with my next of Kinder, Slyvebour Roman types and consercratic un-conservationalists lye.

    Mute the POPE TV, BUILD the Infinite wall. Supermarket areas nurturing GREED RE-posting newspapers black and grey, but with names of retail industry death branded onto perception. Planet MADVERT pigmented stone Arise in the distinction of ideograms on our part. The art-brand graffiti figure now runs world nozzle engine of detention street, rise and awake may green caps to dreamspices. The Rivers and canals carry our rafts, poems, boats and exchange goods, often for export that have fed our children.

    Through the Ourportsmouth spewed into seven. Swirly shiridge mixed up county borders, How can the water be identifiable if it its flowing, a Re-raining? Puddle in Dudley half hour from Sour. Their water-chatter follows the course of the River, windinglogic. 111 children and former lovers, miners and navvies. Remembering damselves meandering through lye, muddy with a cats rations for all 6 of the family. cut up with poverty Swervedriving through brandy wyne Bridge and the lions commotion.

    From witches ringaroad to Lions roar, by Jove to the occeeon. Teaming with memories of a future meeting with the other seven she floods through adversity, swelling River from heaven. Chicane. Offshore. Twenty five miles from church springs flow her waterwor.Kings, converge with the seven sisters; Afon Hafren.

    Remember the 'M' kids, those who worked down mines for 2d' a month to keep their family alive in 1776? 1776 the first starport "locks" were constructed by navvies. Dogisturber buried the keys to nine lookgates in the hills. Bonded Warehouse, excommunicated. Twelve locks and 24 licks at docking house on the starport. Swimming the nine locks watch my hands cut into the Beyond the cut, sharp as nails Swimming in chains up to Brierlay Hill, Upstream like an old salmon-man Swimming one last time before they shut this luverly aqua mine.

    I proposed an idea to paint the pool not drain the pool you fools. Paper boats, cast your votes, streaming waterlogic wind-tao paths Pool resauces. Grown-up. Bobbing up and down, in a watery womb, born into a dry lye I wonder - whatever happened to the liquid waterworld experience from our childbirth. I need a water womb to bath my troubled dΩme, Swimming the merciless" Mark my spitz. Let us play our daily read, weekly remix, monthly mash up.

    PoperSun and getting tense gravity HER Knotted wisdom braids of Dublyn Helix herlicks, Helix and looks dazed, blushing taste buddy twisted Double strand X-Y spiral tribe down/up acroxx vertical Hurryzonetal ∞ Zeropoint Axis Zero. AMANTA MCARA. Fli-wave. Steers waterwavewishing washing wells waving arms and singing of smooth maple Maypole charms, Dharma Bums cheeky rose red, rising dawn, Golden Mushr☼☼m dawn come join me I have nose manifesto, Rudolph-inn the rude Dolphin maybe my Motto and merlyn-cave maybe my dream grotto, religion looks like a horse speak lotto to me. Ramblings of a Drugged Horseflo under K. Just say Neigh.
    Test time-wave twisted tongue Lung trickertape, sticky toffee unwound strings, udder-ground streams overstated state of mindlessness, you however swim in this River reading like a bleeding Arrow flowing straight for the Bull. Shit, Swimming grasping swimming in chlorinated water. Grasping at reason over and over and over like frogger jumping acroxx the spectrum 48 K. abyss of meaning, 8-16-32-64 bit/ Liebiknitz King when it happens = revolution, magic, kisstmush cards, books toads cyphers and Flie killer.
    Rotten Dudley Council. Leonardo Da Banshee wrote about flow of water in Rivers, 'nd ow flow was deflected by various obstacles in er' row'd. Ow ya transfurring propertea from public ownership to private merchant ownerships? And/or, both/and transfiguring the monagemint of a service or activitea from an arf soaked gaffernment...To the private pocket secta, Who issues it, ow? Rekkids set crooked With some Deadley parish since 1917: S.F.C Motto crafted upon the Sewervative Coat of donnies. Bridge and 2 Gold 'n froots, Gold Fleece suspunded by black Chains of Skin and Leather Dressing LTD. Chayn Cable industries, and them hanging sheeple. '1 heart, 1 why', I might as way be hanged for a sheep as a lamb.

    Toad stools lend Stools for short poet-worms, fools! spiral viral nested systems, sagas with extra gas to unwind and unfasten hymselves into Carrol christmush “spechez”. UNKLE Dogdson Gold sextion dawning, yawning like bagpuss in Texas, Pink/ white and grey coolers bouncing around a fluffy candy cat scene. Early morning animation of a nation, a seal calendar realized and theory sed moment to moment through potter. Maryjane! singing love bringing ambroasiarealizations of wor[l]ds in colluzion, a Burrus' Virus, sprawlung out of control.
    An Outbrake of error [stop.] and krisstion the lips - Dogma, traps, set, like cherchjelly. Daniel and the Lyons mediaspherical den, corpuppet centurions make it impossible to escape until equinox locks become unfastened, love loffs at Blacksmiths. The Waketoes cdex COEX has exploded internet in all directions. Wireless worldwide netwokt' sweet and sour. GUCT rests on two texts X and Y J.J and E.P's "Tales". i'm off to bed agen' dreamcatcher world web collecting what's dew, and spun doctors, whats KNU, spundits and collabrative "Square" Myson Egypsham dead.

    Released by: flyagaric23
    Release date: Dec 21, 2009
    "Shannanigums Wave Book III Chapter XII" by flyagaric23 is licensed under a Creative Commons License

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