but now i have changed my mind, here it is: I like pizza, And cheese. And pissa. Rock to the rock. Peizza man.. ersd,sdf snow men climb in the slnow like bif fat giants. I then I tried to stop him and no, no. no nothing. Then the music started to play. Like a tom carrey show. And the croud got ready. And Ate pizza. More and more of it untiol they all went into the small recesses of their mindual corders, to find the root of the pizza sensor. A ball or nurons and nuron orocessors, all tied into the the all or you that feels stuff. And it searched. Spilunking into all that fells this, this love. Specticles in hand and balsa inthier back pocket. Taking notes. And imagining experiment results. And he eats it. Waves of heat come running thorough his body. A wave of reaction, refilling, stimulation, of pepperonis. The full moon peaks and summer begins.
i was high. i also want to comment on extreams. i hit a lot of extreams these days. thinking about stuff in a way that everything is perfect. so very perfect. the ultra positive. then i will fall to an extream negetive where i am horrible and the things i do will spiral into the worst out come, and leave people thinking the angry and disliking things about me. extreams. and i was thinking that the world is hiting extreams too. with politics and evil. You can find a picture of you house from satalite on the internet. can pay to use these satalites. extreams. i like my extreams becaue i get to feel the extream good but the bad isnt so good. i wonder if i would be more happy if i lived in the middle ground or if getting to feel both sides of the scale is good. maybe when i feel both sides i hit levels of above and below 100 percent. if you know what i mean.
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