[RhetoricThug]

If I can gain access to The Earth
I could have everything after birth
Anything since birth from asexual Earth
Molecules exert
Volumes that breakup scatter girth

Tis I, scavenger mammal
Plowing plush terrestrial fields by one's sun cycle
Trained to scour this world sowing seed
Chained to one scavenger handle
Travel tied to my scavenger girl
We savagely ramble
Cross plains forth till hill's furl

Celestial castles yonder twirl and twinkle
Habitat for vassal, he who ponders by whorl's sink hole
Mandible babel hurling sound throughout dense air
Vibrating phantom atom's two gens & carbon bear

An Ascending sentence immense with amendments
Concerning deficient synderesis
For remembrance, read twice each word embedded
Whilst resting in bed
Wear several elemental pendants
Then pray inside your insignificant head

"Seraphic Earth, I behold life's graphics! Can you return my synesis, my scholastic magic? Oh Earth, is invented purpose our only galactic tactic? Tactless antics, pretending to impose immaculate combative schematics. Nonetheless thine kin, our great unwashed mass, prescribe to manic intellectual panic. May they before exiting Earth realise it's organic not mechanic."

Awake, stranded still on one lonely optimal planet
Gravity, time, other conceptual constructs in thy mind
Explain it all
Growth, seasons, winter spring summer fall
You're right
Yet you write, Mr. Know It All
Better yet, you feel crawl speak
Compete for land which lives free underneath your species' feet

Delete
Delete
Delete

Dawn Dusk Dwelling

Junk
Junk
Junk

Suicidal Social Setting

Delete
Delete
Delete

Condomless Consumer Crook

Junk
Junk
Junk

Private Propaganda Punk
Entreat yourself
For you cannot access Earth after birth

In the dawn you are suicidal, condomless and private. During dusk you're a social consumer of propaganda. As you dwell in your setting, surrounded by crooks & punks, like you they access whatever is left before death.



-RT