…as we calmly sit on our bed watching Rio giving it proper on our tv, sound down and Beats distributing aural beat downs, we realise (that) we never listened to Deicide – Legion properly…

…but then…by the time we used thinking about any/everything, we guess its no good as background material, elevator music in a Satanic Hotel Elevator…should i remove the satan bit what’s the point, also freedom of speech

Which was my point, whats the point in doing anything? Yes you have a job you need to do for dollars, but you already do that. Maybe it’s a sign of accomplishment i think to myself, and then its like second or third guessing one of my former selves…it would be boredom if i wasn’t so lonely. accomplish hmmmm

Lets talk about….you. No, me. No? Us? Them? OK they? ok i already know you’re schizophrenic lol………….money????????????sell the medium??????my inner says no, its partly able to use it because of the freedom and lack of selling out, keep it original, show respect, dont discuss…uh…don’t exploit, avoid the physical, dont talk specifics like money…….and soon you’ll be turning up for dates for no dice, nobody there, because u organised a rendezvous through the medium…

What fucking medium? You Say. Or don’t, because telepathy is the most sacred and holy of all languages, one aught to Think. I know, man, oh master show us the link between Paranoid Schizophrenia, and Telepary, like it’s an old school Sci-Fi 8)

indicitave of the same thing…oh master tell us again how psychiatrists….or not…uuhhhh…well they dont agree with R and his theories, but of course thats the job, weird, if i want to get edgy and reawaken a previous fire, in the name of keeping it real…seems surreal lol…to recall i think, and memories of this blatantly unfair practice rage.

tired

if i was Culture i would ‘Gland’ an upper. cuppa more like! Tea Break, sadly ive consumed the all biscuits

The Point…where…ILLNESS is not a compliment, the doctors cant hack it and cant do much when u introduce it, oh for far-off UltraTerrextrial, its a compliment, dunno which culture started it, anyway the Book can’t handle it. What else is a compliment? Stealing the doctors car during evaluation or perhaps insinuating as much…up on bricks, oh yeah, that well selling car magazine, whats that called? What…What Car? Exactly. What…wheres my …wheres my Car?!!

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