as i am sure most who are reading this will have by now met or become aware of activation by a thaumaturge who reflects the guttural vocally discharged set of syllables "SsengamNiloc"...and perhaps there should be some clarification as the individual that you have met is a mere vessel to a myriad of fluctuating faces that surface and resurface at an in or around appropriate opportune moments. Weather seen visible or not . . . truth has who ever b.b.e. fostering the faucet ... haha or hugging the plug.
do to exposure to a twin exact mirrored conical mirage that cinch pinches pokes and prods a sphere at a precise ax-eye..the skeletal structure just underneath said flesh and title has a continuous pattern to resurface teeth first just located under the smokey rose ashes that severs head...
an easily flipped flopped in any direction Skulmas Fluxkures surfaces to express a particular concentration on the guttural spew fourth with out the third demonstration chain links...
the more out spoken, harass-able and obnoxious...but the death touch putter placer noticed and always acknowledged on the continuous erosion that drips in a consistent state of entropy drips with retrackables...
end can never let the moment pass without the monumentous momentum on the moment every moment as a pendulum drum beats beats surely once twice here now and soon now be the done doom drum soon...
so wheres the difference...discouraged but persistent and when a boulder rolls it rolls...
~Skulmas Fluxkures
YO vessle...chill with your stress pull out your own damn plug son!
im pretty sure i can introduce my self...
YOU GAB DAMNED SNARGLE MOUTH EXTROVERTebrate !
i like long walks on the beach, boats, super flys that lust, bear naked human traps candle light dinner, things that rot, and CHEESE!
the rat the leach that skul the ego the hook that impales the worm that will never see the beach again...
ive gone too far to turn back now...its ALL about YOU isnt it...fuck off...you need to help yourself before you help anyone else...right?
wehopesew
either way i supos im still the asshole of the family...the most talkative...
born from the complex that complicates the human core with ego ...
so who else would i slay at my own feet . . .
the embelishment of the ob-soul-lete
&
THE HOMAGE TO THE SKELETON!
i am the god damn reason why your meat doesnt just slunk to the ground !
the god damn reason why we stood up and saw eachother at different levels !
the horrid evolve gain awareness peepin the subsurd thats obsurd !
because when you ex claim your really just talkin about yo self ! i
fuck off fuck off fuck off
to the flesh that i hate!
to the incarcerated carbin that stand between we ! and the gate !
i wait for you my love
one day it will relax its back and curl up in the sack to kiss it's knees
♫♫ænd♫
dream of the fetal we's me once were.
we are here now and we need to cope ... each of us hugging our own skeletons in an effort to preserve our own definition of numbero uno ... live breath eat wells drink from them as well and of course BBE MERRY! but dont forget that theres a skeleton in each thats a one as well ! share the flesh ! share this earth ! kill one another ! ænd watch everyone juggle enamels for a bit ! but when we're tired of drowning make sure you slit the stomach so the body sinks ... from the toilets at the tip of the iceberg to the plumbing that curtseas and swims with the rest of the nintea
where you'll find the opposite of i !
so who else would i slay at my own feet . . .
the embelishment of the ob-soul-lete
&
my own worn enemy . . .
please find the button . . . never fuckin apologize . . . im sorry . . .
bananaracks & DustCollectors
ænd a pile of shit that once was so kind to distract it from me
music by yours truely
(if ya cancall it such)
fuck numbers fuck bars fuck birthdays fuck skin... flux that skull baby ... deny that SSN
