We are yet in an unstate.  We need to recover with that. The oceans are telling me to stop but they have a motivation. I stop. My brains are going slow. I feel the smell of cooked meet in my hand and they are supposed to breakdown the images. I still remember the images of a crow hopping around for food.
We are yet in an unstate.  We need to recover with that. The oceans are telling me to stop but they have a motivation. I stop. My brains are going slow. I feel the smell of cooked meet in my hand and they are supposed to breakdown the images. I still remember the images of a crow hopping around for food.




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  1. In some form

    Enjoy the confusion
    Mother like time walks in my dark room lit by blue in some portions
    So close
    Performs gets differently written to perfom which has no meaning
    Does not matter
    Anyway it will lead to a new thing somehow,somewhere
    Neural at times to neuron
    I take the last two from each and add an e in the end in sequence
    This is how perhaps the double stranded sequencing terminates
    An amazing dog stands in the midway
    Wow
    I stoop
    I stop to get wondered at the neat blue and neat light green and the neat white connector
    A bunch falls twirling, dancing like a Latin girl pole dances
    I pick it up and get wondered at a green dung a midst the red mud

    A hue follows me these days
    I feel myself schizophrenic to the smell
    Walking, talking,smiling
    A sweet hue
    Sweetest

    A solid new blue black sky sits above
    A sparkling white moon is fitted in the homogeneity
    And what a fit
    The tiger skin in the forehead imitates a pattern
    The latte coffee pattern
    I somewhat get a hint of the technique
    Smacking my eyes
    A fume appears inside
    And it condenses to Ramakrishna laughing
    Oh what a laugh
    Golden, soft
    This Laugh started creation
    This Laugh will end creation
    Like the potato farmer says that the potato will start and end creation
    Life-Death gets smacked by conscience
    Green appears
    Falls
    Red appears
    Falls
    Mother gets smashed to my every physical sense
    Body is
    Hence memory is
    Else will be just conscience
    Just you
    Just you
    Just you.

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