felicitous Luke-=

i am dropping you a line to find out sweetly if you dropped the last sermon [a certain "spelunking through the grid"] on the flock-= some find no foothold in my teachings-= but flail those itisms where you may and let them swim playfully in the disease-= we are concerned with living-= leave the dying to the dead-= if you went to the library to check out books on genealogy-= would you necessarily care who you were looking for?-= give me an update on the situation there-= you say you have a strong 15?-= grievances, if this is the case-= luck will hold it in the balmy palms of silk songs-= oh my wonderful-=

was quite busy today-= went and wrote this, felt good, read, washed the pillows, sat wonder wandering through the sinews of configurations-= if you know what i mean-= they put my name in this Network-= now i have a new job-= a live in Re-spite worker with difficulties-= a control curiosity by the name of Ed Vardy [of the film store fame] has been laid to bane and i am in cozy with a group of ill witted NetWork scientists-= they have some 25 houses around the city-= filled with the clones of sanatorium inmates who are infected with any number of horrific diseases, syndromes and abnormalities-= one professor Ramzit aims at claims of clone dumping grounds and seeks relief from the fires beyond-= ya see these infected clones were used for controversial experimentation on diseases-= but since the genetic root of all illness has been located these pathetic creatures have become obsolete-= have become an embarrassment for professor Ramzit and his colleagues-= still, no matter how rapturous killing them all sounds the medical ethicists, politicians, and pundits, can't see the slaughter to smell the smell-= and since i had this stolen id from this dead guy-= Hope Centre [a seemingly ordinary semi-detached house in an ordinary terrace] was offered to me, a job-= a live in Re-spite worker-= Leda leap jumped at the chance to cajole the magistrate and buy candles for winter-= so we moved shop skip and barrel to 15 Grovewell-=

when i arrive at the house i did loom zoom everyone is asleep-= it's here that Leda miss Leda miss repeat complete mass media show shone slow through all the madness she held so dearly onto-= and watch as the grid of it unravels before her�= i do everything i can-= like a standard sexual control mechanism-= i check test or verify her-= fly a nervous break down with a tumult of tumbling torment and try open arms to reach direct or reflect good influence on her-= one time she's scream scrawling scars on her arm to exercise sexual restraining rites-= next instance she's an act of timidity-= showing skill in the use of an erection regulator and administration of copulating restraint procedures-= and judging by her skill [as an organism culture] to regulate or guide the action that directs a hole believed accurate for all, she's probably spent many a night in the engine room laughing and grunting the night away-= however, i think she may have had tears before sex occurred-= never the less this swarthy animal of unmitigated candour swung very near over the yawning bowels of craters-= towards the third month of rituals, i thought i lost her-=

it was during the Wednesday sacrifice of the portly Prader-Willi moose Bruce-= all seemed well and endowed-= senses had been promulgated, the watch tower witnessed bliss amongst the crowd and they hacked and whacked at the mutilated body of Bruce-= until death's true chalk circle swirled-= but ya see during the ferocious feasting frenzy i happened to notice Aliester and Leda rubbing thigh leg and femur-= see, while hooked on abuse, all the self inwards, she began to perfect the normal ornamental Leda-= her expression changed-= a coolness transformed her face-= her eyes becoming disconnected-= tears of history wiped falling upon her and wriggling resentment vented itself= Aliester's dunce cap head offered me no small happiness flicker-= his retarded showmanship and ignorant complacency was now pumping grind grin and imbecile-= like an affectionate monkey his enormous ears turning red with desire-= this of course would just not do-=

to have power or authority to guide or maim her artistic activities as a production and as an experiment for which it is used as a standard sexual control mechanism-= i did all i could for Leda-= leering libido lunging-= over to Aliester where the pair oblivious writhed-= i ripped off his pumping polka dot skirt and severed his left long dangling arm with one swift yank-= slump he slumped and screeched-= with ignorant complacency i slit Aliester's elongated throat and later used his pointed head as a hook for my hat-= all the while Leda stood stunned but glistening-= if children have to punish a jealous god-= may his own reign rule-= separate the particulars from the conflict-= like text humans shred-= and i forget more than i forgive-=

holding up the layers of a madman or a genius-= anything is expression of turmoil or else it is just donkey puss in an eerie abundance-= but there are song drafts of some i go again-= loosing track, thinking straight-= with you up towards magnetic it [the viewer in mind] comprehension has taken a feel beat felicitous trouncing as of late-= seems without the rope-= and the rose tsunami divinities of our enemies, all is not what i mean-= godless shapeless sounding-= skulls of my own endless divinities-= ugly and ah well-= freedom in the simple combustible dirges of the sky-= your either a croon with refractive cadences-= or hymns of chimes and butter blues spreading fear in glistening glissandos-= the mind splatter severe drifts concentrated into the lack of the linear-= i'm not sweet tingles shining-= i can talk to the elemental spirits-= forgive my above ground swirling monsoon abyss-= that i can fly into ladders with some sacrificial worth-= ends our flower-= if you know evil creatures of two worlds-= my home with you will i not build-=