Coming alive from the heart of the universal introspection, thought is like a hand glided signal of mutual admiration for the elivation of the deskelation, and lack of strangulation and the extension of positvie feedback in the classroom of the most meticulous calculations made in the highest forms of triangulation of the inviting, not dividing propelling of the propigation of the least limiting forms of dialogues that are invested in the time it takes to create bridges of communication to eliminate the divides that separate the censorship for the sensation that stimulates the substance that surrounds the obligation we all have to peacefully meditate the mediation process towards a brighter future in the absence of economics through the intuition of the most insidiousless radiation and emination of the lack of particles to be spotted and passed like a text of the most inspirational kind of logic to be deciphered outside of the anthropologists need to dig a grave for an artifact that was discovered and linked to the polemic nature of the war within the feds, the dreads coming off of the hairless inebriations of the sober headed, cloudy thought creations of the most sane insanity propigation in the text of the United stations of ways to involve more individuals in the process of divisivless speeches and extra curricular preponderment and post ponderment and meanderment and palpitatiions of the hearts strings through the visualization of the methods to oust the most condescending descension of the rank nature of the stench that pervades and perculates in the think tanks of the most skilled craftsmen of deception since the dawn of blowing out someones fire to early, the people are going to be cold this winter in this state if the dawning of a new absence of institutionis validated like the parking stickers of those who take for granted their opportunity to spread wealth amoungst the populace.

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Pardon the lack of punctuation but the time frame restraints of the period and placement in the particular plurality of the prose while reading the pentence and posthumous fame gained by the genius lost to the undying struggle is like the fortified bunkers and strained hearts and feeling of the loss of the scrutiny of the critics and the vantage point rejuvenation of the regeneration of the cells through the low pez qualities of the ability to enjoy candy coated taste of the bitter sound that comes from the darkest as well as the lightest poets of all genras, genomes, gestation periods of hybernation in the darkest forests of azure, ah sure, anyway, if anyone knows any get together in Louisville, Kentucky to further progressive dialogues, please add those as part of a response.