I man Fort Dume Isolation on Battered Hill overlooking Walled In Pond in the Gladgrimshine Realm of Midguard. "The Crystal Castle" glimmers forbiddingly in the distance. Idle, idle idler! Solitude sings as a coy doe prances deep into the forest. Death knocks at the door as I stare at an open field of a thousand smiles...and The Walled In Pond Meadow enchants coos haunts.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Statement of the Day: THUH Virgin Lesbian Sun Goddess Sola and The Fem-nails or "Womens" Monopoly on the Butterfly as a Symbol
Insight towards what is wrong with my corner of the the world: If you ask a stock neonica-fuchsia machine robot, worker bee slave, work-a-tute, Americanica Bitty Betty [Advertisement: Hollister CO. - girls in the California surfer culture circles are called Bettys] [Bitty = avoidance of the hackneyed spelling of the word beauty and marred abortive symbolic beauty for its own sake which is my style....depending on my camouflaged moods...] "girl" in a Virgin Lesbian Star - that is bucking - coffee shop labeled Sola, she will tell you that there is no such thing as a butterfly with a penis named penic nor does there exists any butterfly at all with penial machines-equipment. This message was brought to the fore for uncultured lame wage whore-tie waggers, auto-robotic-matic empty brain washed headed zombie television opiate doped fried mind whack jobs that enjoy piss clear water beer swallowing-sport spectacle gawking, and European "lame layman men" mutts who all have an abortively inferior anti-super-miniscule-dust-might Napoleon inspired petty fascist complex .