America is My Friend; Europe is My Family.

When art (Carney) deals family -- I believe it is worth it to live to my mother.

I Scanned art (Carney) dealing worth.  That's what I wanted to do. 

When I think about darkness I love it.  I love the peace and the good; I love the artistry of life.

When there's life in a woman and I care about the Goddess, I have what I need.

When I can be happy and there is home then I give a feeling Jamie is her friend is good.

And I am happy with women.  I have my own work.  I have love and I have peace.




Dear Rusty and Chelsea

I feel that I was rude to you.  I will never think of this life -- was there happiness?

That's what I thought.

Oh, well.  Please be happy.  I know what that is.  I have been alive a long time.  I am alive hoping for my life to a fable.

Thank you very much.

This is where I'm at.  I'm glad for your hopes.

Thank you and I will appeal where I am.

I think this is better.

A Noman I got it. Dat's Dean.

I feel nothing about the troubles that brought me here.
I do not feel this way and I do not care.

I feel weird because there is a woman to me
And that is happiness.

On answers, the patience is baloney.

As a woman, Why eat peace as words.

I cannot see you.  I cannot think of you.

I am a woman.  I am pain.  Be here I know that \\
Alone I am woman.

I  didn't live didn't teach didn't tark;
I am a woman:  I am thinking of you.

Oh well.  As a woman believe in ages.

Justice is Life

A skill avails wishes.

Why die?

I saw myself a good person.

I think of myself shit.

No one gives aflach

??????????????????

Woman

aflach.  a life.

i am not dealing with a life.

I am not god.

Jamie sees myself dealing with
A hooker.

I am a woman trees.

You feel like this?

I wash alike.  I wail.  I work.  I stink.

You seek love.  I feel a task.

I say that is night.

You seek heart.  I am word.

You are beautiful.  I am baked.

Words deal with arcane deals.

I sought my life thinking of a moment.

This another look.

I saw you being thoughtful.

I saw bodies.  I saw thoughts.

I felt life and I was a mark.  Okay.

I waas a MAKE.

I was a MORGAN

I was a GAKE

I was a actress.  I was naked.

Shit is not dear.

I am poor coda

Average narcotics sicken me.

I work.  I think.  I feel.  I see.

Nolthing. 

I work.  I fuck.  Mustard.

I sickened the baber.  She do me.

I do no know no.

I after ease.

I dance I lie why.

I am wimp.

I can think of your peace.

You say these things.

I am a nerd.

My past case and it is a wise thinker

I saw another one.  I know him.  She got her friends.

I saw a baby:  She was hunted.  I saw
A tile of women.

I bore my life cause of work.

Taft.  Peace. 

I cannot work.  I hate work.  I hate sucking.

I hate creeps.  I am a creep.  I am not a woman.

Tuck your happiness.  Be a woman.

I am a woman.  I am a father.

She was her friend.  i sucked her pain.

I dash I am momentarily a bank.

Stay here.  I will think of you.  I am a woman.

Lack of Ice

Trouble worth a lot of oceans

I don't like underwear.

It gives me ask candy.

I don't like nothing.

I saw that worth it.

No one is boring.  I am you.

No one is God.  I don't care.

I feel like a whore.  That's my life.

When are you here?  I got my life
Dreaming of men.

I say what I want cause that's nice
to be hike density change please.

I have no pain.  I am not a worker.

I do not care about night.

It is lower mash a narc.

I told myself I alive.

I told myself I am watch.

Please ask what I am.

I am not a worker.

I suck cause I am no hope.
]

It is nothing.  It is a hell of this.


I don't work.  I don't think.

I don't know.  I am not a sartre.

I don'[t care.  I hate myself.


I am not the
Goddess.

I loved her.  I gave the world a whore.

I loved her.  I gave myself a mess.

Please give yourself trouble.

I am not a thought.

It is nothing here.

I am woman world of woman.

I say I care.  I don'[t love you.

I say I want you.  I have no life.

Work gives plastic amat lone.

I a not death.

Gold gives itself shit.

I am pain.

I loved my life.

I felt worse dealing with art.


When will I love my life??

I gave myself you.

You suck cause I have you.

I don't like this.


I am a person.

I thought I was that happy hopeful strong high woman.

I can't be a happy  change.  I am a woman.

Screw that thought is not my arf.


I have no word for you.

As a woman I am a woman.

As a woman I am a woman.

I do not love the Goddess sassy is not a way for omaker.

Worth is the deal thread.

I sick.

I fuck.

I cannot think of folding dreams into your simple teaching.

Oh well.  Stability cons another fuck.

Well shama, Where is a hostile mick?



Go moment.

I family.  I masque.

You family.  You drasque.

Why are you a hooker?

I am a woman.  I am a fool.

You dust and I am a thankless nerd.

You are words; I am a nothing.

Sickness deals noose destiny is a hack.


I don't want my life to be stupid.

I asked life .  I asked love.  I wanted a whore.

I wanted moments acting is whore.
I shit
God is not cold.

I am not a whore.  I sick and nuts.

Deal with this kindness.  I say teachers
Give themselves another thinker.

Jamie believes in Marilyn.


I am a woman.

I have no place on this apartment.

I do not wish your thoughts are annihilated.

Sucks.

I cannot believe I am beasts.

Work sucks.

I am another cruel bealarla Poa Dean is safe.

I sick I nuts.  I love woman.

You are you.

I am a nother thinker.

Woman is female.  I am you.

You are loving.  I am a hustle.

And now feel your hook.

Slower peace.

Dark Dreams

Stink Drum

Shaida dreams with my family.
I fear the costs dreaming of fat.

No one gives art need;
I do not teach Dean.

Positivity gives you people
Dreaming of acts cold not hope.

As you believe there is a way
\Make me a woman dreaming of

You.






Why Shaida works.

Woman teach me a need:
Keeping words near.

Hard costs deal with
I got it.

Work.






Bellevue

Openness gased me got it.
I say I am o er last.

Oil kneads dean:  I love his
Act.

I dreamed where YES got me.

I said you were dark.

You got a lot of happiness and
\Vaseline parts orbits.
\
\I do not feel a way (Urgency likes
You) and that is yea.

And a worm feels a mess dean
Being authority.
\
Home.




That woman believes in Omens

I deal with you and I am haste.

I can be alive.  I can be a good person.

A martyr fixing a loon.

A drug works nowhere and that is
Peace.





A Perfectly Inert Cloud

No one says I can feel
Like Night.

No one gives me a flare.

I got the way I paid for
Teachers.

Wafting flash.

\


Do You Know Your Trees?

I suck men because I do not teach
Destiny alone.

I am you calling camels to the ape.

Please ask my life time.




Her is hostile

I thought you Jamie were
I you.  No one is nut.

I feel Dean words chests
Now:  It believes gold

Momentarily people
Love her.

Words are Steaming clay.




Stability

Gel-ing tame a poem.
Why I like soup.

Why taste night
Why deal lamb?

Call life your name.

Moist I go next to
A hell full of words.

Nothing is dark to
Yancy a lawyer.




Author Believe

I  ask that woman is queer.
I know that.

As you need,


Teach and be free.




I cannot say I think of you.  I only feel foiled.

Nothing is that way.  Look.

Psychotic Scribblings

P:erhaps this is what I need to rename this blog:  "Psychotic Scribblings"!

No.  I.  Borrowed.  A.  Lot.  Dark.  Answer.

I.  Know.  Women.  [Delusion]

People are nuts.

I feel good now.  (Insupportable and inscrutable lie.)

Fuck it.  I have no weirdness since I am stupid.  I cannot kill the Goddess.  I thought she was a person with naked people.  I cannot feel what it is to be a woman and not have a woman as a

Asses.  War(k) .  A woman.  Narc.  I fucked up.

I fucked up!

This pain I have released by writing what I wrote is horrible!

Whatever (Right, Readers.)]

The pain and confusion (another) I have no idea.   Coldness.  It is a fucked up goddess.  I waved my life because I have no beak dunk is a chance/chap.

It is a whore
!

I wanted I got I have I want I don't need I have it.

Why is there nut?"

Belong!

I am a manderin.

So to speak.

I started to read the Mandarins by Simone De Beauvoir so many years ago.  And I never finished it.

Whaat are these terrible associations I have with boobs?

Goddess makes me suck ass.  I am not her.  I told myself to be a actress.

I have something in me that is a libertine of the cruellest order, only it is my life I am destroying.

I feel that many things suck.  It is my cunt.  I am a body .  I am a nook.

No one got me.  I fucked up.  No one is me.  I am me.  I am not you.  These words are totally inadequate, misleading and counterproductive.


And a

actress wisedom
]
A goddess (even) is God.

I am a woman!

I hate you.


WHY?

I am alone.

Oh.

I am a woman.

I hate this pain.
]
It is a ache of my ass as a moment of narcissism.

Fuck the night that makes anger into a ash.

I cannot be alive for my artistss.

(As If I had any).

Please know that
God got me a woman.

Sort of like a panderer.  Haha.

Now I pander for him.

Goat song.

Is Shit.

No one dreams of another me.

I drag myself through the mud of my suffering (such as I may call it) to write these things.

I fucked myself because I fucked a booby.  The booby was a gay woman.  She was my life.

I now know.  I am bored with nothingness.

Good old Sartre.

I I I I am mikhail the julia.

Verbatim

ana a moment no is no
Neither woman not is not

I feel another woman
I am a woman.

I am a woman.

I am a woman.

I am a woman.

I don't dream justly.

Laughter I like I like I like
Laughter is beasts woman is angst.

Oh well.
That is a goddess dreaming woman is a mike.

Orpen.

Andrea dean is worlds.  I do not seek a night.

Do not think of love as marma.

I don't dean is dean

Oh is you.  I am a woman.

I cannot dream of women.

I like wisedom.

Oh well.

No one borrowes a ga
land er.

Oh well.

No one is woman.

I am here.

I am you.

I am loving.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.


Woman woman is peace.  I am woman.  I am loving.


Woman is needed women are life.

I am myself.  I am a woman.

No one darks a land of woman.

I cannot have my live anger.

No one is dark when I am men.


No one is safe when I am a woman.

I do not have the terrorism of love.


Terrorism is peace.

That is the nature of the Goddess.

She loved herself the
Goddess is woman.

I have no body.

I do not give you peace.

Darkness is a good thing.

Tell my mother I am moosey.

Tell Me to give up a fuck
I am poor.

No one is me.

I am my mother's hope.

No one is life.

I am butch.


God was another one.

I am a woman.

No woman is god.

I am you.


do not have woman as god.

I am you.

I love you.

Give up ; and I am anotheer anger.

I am woman.

No one is beast.

I am peace.

Care about life.

And why is another asink.

It is ni

It is no one.

It is
god.

No one is no one.

I am a woman.

I care about God..

No one is God.

I am you.

Listen and listen to a darkness

That is life.

I had nothing to believe in.

I have possibilities.

God is nothing.

I am her friend.

I like you.

It is night.

I cannot say I love you.

No one is God.

I am alive.

I give you peace.

I love you.

I cannnot feel love.

I have no possibility to me and you.

No one is a goddess.  I am woman.

You suck.


I am a friend.

I have no god.

No one is here.

I am not.

I am here.

No one is love.

God is god.

I am here.

No one is god.

I am you.

Give me peace.

I am a loser.

No one is you.

I am here.

No one gave heart and I am old worth of martyrdom.

I am a fowl.

O  well.  No one is life.

I have my life.

I am happy.

Love and be alive.




Why god is you.

I love you.

Deal with it.

language wandage alive work i am work work it is alive

I fucked up.

Alive.

I am death, bird.


Chick gives me andrea.

O well it is work.

Cloudy and birdy.



Cloudy and peace.

I love you.  I love you.

The organic intellectual

I read some Gramsci about 27 years ago.

I determined to become the "organic intellectual."

Now I'm happy to be alive, listen to music on WIOX Roxbury, NY.

And like myself as a likeable and peaceful woman.

Of indefinable beauty.

But not pretty.

I used to believe that life was a fake.

Now it is what I want.

I don't want Jamie to age.

I am a crook.  I am a moose.  I am a flayer life is wonderful.  I am a glowerer.  I am wife.

And now I like this.

I cannot say I love you.  I am not the Goddess.  It is my womanhood I need to act like.  There is another one, because there is a


need
castle
omen
laugh
I give up.

Stock is nice for niceness.  It is costly to act like a woman when there is famous dish famous I like the way I am.

That is nothing I am that.  That is my life.  I cannot say this piece is good.

I like myself.  I am good.  Be safe.

!

I work when I can.  I am working because I didn't work.

I work.

I need.

O give yourself something happy.

I have a way to say I love you.

I love you.

Orca nanny last us ash

Dear (line)  It is very harsh and life
Is a God dying families?

No.

There I believe a good toss is what I wanted.

Actresses or butch work.

Nice.




You cannot say what you feel if you are moosey.

I feel alive.

Gosh, To Sir With Love on WIOX.

A great fabulous anger for mars to wank.

Cocksucking is a loon because I am ashes.

You can be working work where wise
nice anger work is work...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oof.

*********************

Ec omen cock dastard
orchid needs need orgasm

groovey national orgy is
shit of my act.

*****************************



 Pain dies and I am hookers.

You deal ash o ma.

I loved open andrea.

Save the ampire omen is a werd.

Go now me.



*******************************

Guilt wallow

I ate a woman to be annihilated.
I gave you woman a good thing.

Acting roast asking a heart
To mike wise and borrow
After orsha dance.

You are my act.


******************************

William is a naked word.

I told the Goddess and now I am another one.

After all hole.

Joy.

Flax

I saw this next
I rude woman
I cannot share

And now what is
Moose?

Omoose work.

And now I am
Axe.

Doth word exit?

Oaf alive.

Omen work.

I have lied because (destiny)
us answer oik a wok.

Day is dream.
Youu are sar.

Coal and my life feel like peace.

Julia Murray got me a hope -- life.

Etching a rush
A yak.

Did me word.

Justice a family.

I screwed my life

Changing myself

Into a sucker.

Inspire

John Ashbery, poet


Se
L
Fashion
open
ache
people
read
I
star
bean
And now
people open
ashes and now
feeling
ar
naked



Famous Rose




And now woman
change reason
andrea love pimp.


Land of money
reads life
I give you us.


Ona
Rape
Cold


Another pain ono
A live
being face


I am a flap
Oh is there nothing
given and shot
and shut?


I peel rights for
you to love.


It is men; it is you
wearing good plaque.
Dean wears his lack
let his open
land roll family
gift word safely.


Anger


Where poor people change
Change is my anger.


Laughter or us.


And now family arch
gay is wart in my
seeking.

Ui grive whydes

Man types a roman

Act good

I am home

It is you.

Cheese.

I give you family I love it.



Sam works (I said it!)
Heifer! Heifer!


As a talisman got me to
Love a ashes oral another
her.

It is good I need another wisedom.

You cannot say you are
Famous.

You are I gave you a lone treat me
Live.

Ash kar.

You are (peace!) good.

O Men

O what
Kindness

Ash

I give you peace;

Work is my aping

I guess I like

Words.

That is good.

No one belongs where shit is
Yeah

That is a moment of shame.

Deeds, Mean, May, Easy.


**************************

I work my life because you made me happy.

I work my life because I love you.

And now I am orchards.



Guilt I see nothing whores are
Ace.

It is another way to work.

I feel the andrea feeling.

It is a mess.  It is a shoe.





*******************************8

No one means to (hike!)
Ashes for art (fart).

I need you because that's my friend.

Go to a yeoman
A being

A shaida

Gay me worked it

Cuz I'm a sucker.

You are a hack.

Capable of working life is
My friend robe.

Gay women say they are


Wise for their ache?

Coldness.

May your home

I live masqueraded.


***********************************************

Woman Believe

Cunt is a foul lie.
I am you.

That is a whore.

Jamie used art to be peace

O wise.

O size.

Lyrical Extravaganza

Right.


This moment opens in the a sexy openness where moose darkens acting.

I cannot work and be orgies.

It is not life (omens and parts) work and life omens and money.

Gasoline is a pagan hope:  (This cancer desires love).

I have urged you to be my costs.  You have decided to be loved.

And when I belong I like this.


**************************************

Why?  Why?  Why?!


Ego sucks ass.  I cannot -- I guess my life belongs to
Your love.

You have always known that I am nuts.  It is a good thing
And I am working home (i know what it is to work nuts)

As a feeling.

The feeling is Angie.  I am her world.

She knows me as a famous orgasm.

It is awful to deal day in and day out
With primitive emotions and elements of
Personality with no marsha.

It must be a night of my ashes

Needing (I need happiness) oceans.

now

I would like to open a channel of communication with my readers.  Oh, this is a channel of communication.  No comments in 2 1/2 years.  In the last 3 months very few "hits."  It has failed.  I am very positive because it is my life and you don't make me moose.

Adios.

Nothing.

Memory

I remember Jersey City.  I remember the produce market on Newark Avenue.  I remember how the Mangoes, oranges and bananas were bigger, better and cheaper (and closer) than the ones at Pathmark.  More on this subject later.

No More

I belong and I need to be alive.

It is my life because of my life.

I have no idea what ashes act.

Nothing beyond oceans.

Strain the brain

The Bird, Night

Poems are holes --
Beings of love.

I am peace where
I am peace.

That is a cloud:  money,
Doors and soup

Are free.

Doing More Lines

Peal

Laughter omen and need us are
easy laughter oral mess.

I love being ninja.

O loose angel is my loose people.

Gay love is alive and I am
last in the butch entrance,

And owls like lenses.





Exude

Anxiety orbits a darkness of
"what is good"?

Ora pro nobis

And sigh

Is what --

I suck.

I afford.  I liked
"definitive"
a deterioration, collapse

No asses act like rights.

As angst I am acting.





I like a line
told here

It is act.

I am a hustle
because

I am bored.





And now orgasm talks
And I am oshit.

No way as narc.





Blend.

Of my ampere
aflame is a wand.

No cost is the art
No boss is the kind

I am okay

Loud ash cold mustard

It is my action
I need to guide

Whores

Are hope
And and open
up in a her

Sassy or mostly
A pussy

A fuck goes to night.








Give

I found my life
As nothing

I found answers
Or that was a

Cash answer of My
Stupidity.





Work

I am alone distant is ice.

I necked bearing noise.

Well art carney

Open to my fact

Guilt moral peace death
Oh
Now it is a fund.




Beauty and Love

Alive
I am

A kind

Part

And it is
I cannot

Endure

My friend

Ethical words

I give you a mosque.






A fire

Quell and Quench
Hope and Hold

No a bike

I knew my

(A market)

Wins

I cannot and I am
Acting

As plow
As easy

It is my action
Where peace is

Why.

Popie

My friends don't read me crack-mind.

I love a poem which goes to abush.

I like what I do; without nuts, it is hello jamie.

No one goes with me where I am alive.

I am alive in my beast, which is love.


Go to your money. 
Go to your ambiguity.

I felt so happy when I loved a good person.  I knew I loved her.  I knew I was her friend.  I love you and it is my friendship face and I am a friend okay?

You are my friend.

That is my crackhead need.

You love me and I am home.

Fallow is your peace; it is your peace and it is your life.
]
I am here.

Life will be here.  Loving is a naked chastity.

You will be kind for your money.

It is you who are the one who will be alive.  It is you who will live to be alive.

I know it is nothing and I am a woman.  Please be a good lance.

Sharing with a lover alive with the Goddess is a woman loving place of cafe.

I give no life without a flash of people.

I cannot be love to fancy people.

Love alive is my peace.

It is painful in the extreme to write "on the edge" of insanity.  It's okay.  I will be okay. 

Like good is hope.

Adieu.

A transcription from my notebook of words written in lines

And
La
g

A Goddess
beat
men
lifting
my
paper

Read a bore to st
ash
work.



Peer

Language

Need

Left

Re
ese

Ap

people people act no one causes
Acting racism

I cannot shit flowers




Why I am I my Mother's Home

Woman

Level

Laughter

I love messes

I am a moment -- I am
a people

Land is peace

I am a lake

Lake make race

Laugh is need

I am a moment

Loose mess anger rogue

I am police task as nuts

Gay moment is sexy

I need omen work




Witches

I like answers

With action

As a kake

I worldly moose

\And parts deal woman




Police

Nanny world peace and life

Nanny mixed race and life

I am a woman as a beast

Leftism orgy is a woman

And now woman is last.



As a dupe

Of men

I cannot

Be a woman

Safe heart

Nanny

I love a mess
It's nothing to
Let worlds say angst

I work to live as my peace
\


Please say you are your life

Please say you are an angel.

Woman
orgasm efe answer
\\
O well





I have race believing
anchor rose mashing
laking noose
Answer world drinks
\\
No illness



Gender aches and life is moss

I work
And like

Roses

I love work
And live for\
A bitch

Nothing is

here

To

Death

And

Roses





Anger needs wood

I teach naked arch
Leaving breezy a lone.


No peace is a moment
To think of well
Ports

I need to free
Leaving work

It is a patience
It is a mashed ether

I was working
Dean's past
]
It is posh and rote



A Roast Hunter

Mellower skis let me
\weigh napes loosely urgently

Will stirs beer castling
Noises in a rascally mesh


Rude As Love

I cast old laws

Loud is a ocean



Maybe I'm poor because I like asses.

Holes

I thought that vaginas were holes.

Poseidon, Pollux, Pan, gaze at my face.

It is my coldness that made me a no one.  I have no god for my asterisk.

Please give me one word:  ask.

Is God's shit illuminated?

Which God?

Notes:

Medieval manuscripts' illumination of initial capitals was particularly intricate and beautiful, being accomplished with gold leaf.

Now if the creator of the universe in fact excreted waste, there is a likelihood that his (and I write "his" on the provisional supposition that the illuminating monks, servants of God, were correct in their claims about his identity with Jehovah) leavings would shine in the universe like the firmament, like the brightest of stars and the glowing gases that give us galaxies to gaze upon.

Since no one of spiritual repute refers in any writing that I have seen to ANY God having intestinal products of any description and given that this note is taking a toll on me in queasy exhaustion, I will quit the central conceit of its conception and refer rather than to God's waste instead to human love.

I do not believe that God derives possibility from my answers to life.  God to me is at a vast remove from such matters.
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I think of why there is a family that I need.  I think of why I called to the arts and to the pain of my laughter (I was rude) and for hope.  I love the language of my calling.  It is good to be stable at the home of my peace.

I return to asking for myself what does it matter for me to give you a world?  For these words contain in them a majesty of realization, of perspective, of life that do not originate in mere play with trivial desiderata.  I know that the entirety of my mental, emotional and even Physical efforts for the last 20 some years have an energy to them that I contain as an ark of passion and peace which I wish to share with those who have an interest and an ability to perceive in another human being's life the material for understanding and reconstituting their own foundations to the extent that I have.

Since I have grasped at the powers of many substances I wish to declare as a disclaimer that no one will ever believe my peace is God.  I have no indication myself that this is at all possibly so.  But that it is of a divinity that I have both absorbed and exemplified I am more or less aware.

Please be strong enough to admit that passage in adversity produces energies that when released make always a vision of mostly justice.
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]You know that you believe my life did not begin with kindness as a patient presence in many of its potentialities.

I did not make you my body.  I did not make you my friend.  I have merely asked for a bit of freedom to say that God never treats people as if they are holes in the solidity of matter.  That is what I detected in my less than free apprehension of women's bodies in the various sexual escapades I made between the age of 21 and 28.

I am a roman archer. 

Many People Shit Like God

O well

Ashes!

I work another claim.  It is work to string your friends along with a hostess/home/hope working words with drunkenness.  I work because it is I love you and what I did with my life and nothing got me ashes!

Nothing is beans.  I have no goddess drinking me and nothingness opens to afterness.  It is the negativity of wankers that is my life. 
They give me a fuck and I act like a whore.

It is my core art to say life is moosey.


And now you can be roman.


Elliot.