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You're alive. I'm alive too.  I know right?! Both of us? At the same ALT time and in the same ALT place in the same year? Hot Damn, sweets! Did someone declare 2018 the year of miracles or sumptin?   Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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2/3/2018 3:08 pm |
In the year of our Lord 2018 as the World rose to greet the new year strange menacing things came down from the skies. Some said it is the work of miracles, others that a terrible thing has come to pass for Arch Angel Michael has gathered his motley crew of evildoers to be throw down to test the unwary! Woe to the inhabitants of Blogland! Then I God sought to fulfil the ablogalyptic prophesies that abounded on this site. First that a vampire would be the first to achieve cold war nuclear fissures that will open out in the squirrel filled forests unleashing hordes of crazed apocalyptic seeking squirrels upon sacred parchment that recorded the epic times of Geneses and others to produce a mighty shout that reverberated across this Jurassic void to produce work like "Land of confusion" where "There's too many men, too many people, making too many problems, and not much love to go round, can't you see this is a land of confusion!, "this is the world that we live in and these are the hands we're given". The lyrics were plundered and eschewed over by the hopeful! The meaning of the songs of the prophets that tell of the end of soft rock and all things 70's and 80's to see the rise of new pernicious genres. The incidious needs of the new breed saw rhymes of now filling the airways .   xxxx  Woe indeed!
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2/3/2018 6:20 pm |
rhymes of that was meant to be
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In the year of our Lord 2018 as the World rose to greet the new year strange menacing things came down from the skies. Some said it is the work of miracles, others that a terrible thing has come to pass for Arch Angel Michael has gathered his motley crew of evildoers to be throw down to test the unwary! Woe to the inhabitants of Blogland! Then I God sought to fulfil the ablogalyptic prophesies that abounded on this site. First that a vampire would be the first to achieve cold war nuclear fissures that will open out in the squirrel filled forests unleashing hordes of crazed apocalyptic seeking squirrels upon sacred parchment that recorded the epic times of Geneses and others to produce a mighty shout that reverberated across this Jurassic void to produce work like "Land of confusion" where "There's too many men, too many people, making too many problems, and not much love to go round, can't you see this is a land of confusion!, "this is the world that we live in and these are the hands we're given". The lyrics were plundered and eschewed over by the hopeful! The meaning of the songs of the prophets that tell of the end of soft rock and all things 70's and 80's to see the rise of new pernicious genres. The incidious needs of the new breed saw rhymes of now filling the airways . xxxx Woe indeed!You are such a delightful bit of maniac! xoxoxoxox Sometimes I make a move, sorry to leave my home, but hope I will find another of equal character. At night I gaze at the starry mass with no idea to which one the earth attached. May'be that cute little one over there or that one that sits alone in the inky black. ~~ 'My place amongst the stars' c/o former member SPB ~~
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