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The Monkey and The Serpent
Stream of consciousness 2002
The green monkeys run through the thick 'n' soft forests flailing their monkeys bright dark glistening and twinkly forest green furrry arms and their varyingly coloured faces from dark glowing purple to a musical yellow to a sky blue face with fluffy white clouds and black rainclouds. The Otta's will come and crash the teddy bear picnic. Pale grey flowers with dark pink centres crawl hands and kness up the light brown trunk of tree, cartwheeling curving over the branches and leaap off in a twisted position to bounce on a fire green blade of grass over to an absorbently green blade and then over air onto a falling orange leaf, the flower lies on it's back staring at bits of buzzing sky dropping through the canopy onto his bearlike eyes. The wind rocks the boat in a playfully abruptly violent way, waves from passing bouncingly swift footed monkeys making the flowers surf on their leaves or glide from grass blade to grass blade. All for the thrill of the shrill laughter as one or another diver smacks onto a tree, only to smile in glee memory of the dive and to, after a cup of tea, proceed on another jump, snooze in the comfort smelling earth or to climb down to the riverbed to have indigo slumber. Pain teaches to retain some innocence, to run with pain, apathy is for the halfway people. The jiving goat drummers in chain formation sweep a path through the flowers who carouse over and under air, gleefully being tangled up in trunks, twigs, soil and green monkey furr. The drum wind tunnel ends them twirling into horizontal nose dives that curve into and around the goat drummers and the wild pig flute players' instruments. The brown eyes of the intense monkeys torch the shadowy drummers with attention, shedding magic brown-yellow moonshine, The goats smile with juice dripping from their thirsty teeth. Glee.
Dew brewed from monkey sweat shot through the veins of all the fearies and they leaped and leaped until the dew become thick sticky tar and it ate at them and stained their skin and left them crawling confused in the air, dropping helplessly onto puddles and letting themselves drown and sink to the bottom to rest their heads in anguish and death-wish, where inside their only comfort was the apathy they were slowly dipped in. Shielded now from all that is ugly, all that is beautiful dices the faeiries' souls, fragile from loss of sympathy, fragmentation nullifies a reason for living and the scaterred pieces of stained soul shudder as faerie after faerie loses buoyancy of rushes and forgets love and hatred, the last blow dealt for ignoring - lured into ignoring, and helps itself to sink, helpless to help itself.
Kaserblancioperoid.loijeronasaderfanule.thuilopyrequiezid.otrasdzervonel. liouhesgard.majakhar.yuquilopradocololofogohjokilow.nobilxasz.haghfaswerhl.
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Green limp monkey's eyes smelt of crackling and sounded lke cacklng an turned within to watch themselves their sinking desire for desire. Given the wire one will slip and slide it with all the grace of a sck mnd, all the sickness of ease into his belly, waves of sickness wait until he swoons and then how fucked he is now.
Stab yourself in the gut with sympathy and the blood nourish you,
Stream of consciousness 2002
The green monkeys run through the thick 'n' soft forests flailing their monkeys bright dark glistening and twinkly forest green furrry arms and their varyingly coloured faces from dark glowing purple to a musical yellow to a sky blue face with fluffy white clouds and black rainclouds. The Otta's will come and crash the teddy bear picnic. Pale grey flowers with dark pink centres crawl hands and kness up the light brown trunk of tree, cartwheeling curving over the branches and leaap off in a twisted position to bounce on a fire green blade of grass over to an absorbently green blade and then over air onto a falling orange leaf, the flower lies on it's back staring at bits of buzzing sky dropping through the canopy onto his bearlike eyes. The wind rocks the boat in a playfully abruptly violent way, waves from passing bouncingly swift footed monkeys making the flowers surf on their leaves or glide from grass blade to grass blade. All for the thrill of the shrill laughter as one or another diver smacks onto a tree, only to smile in glee memory of the dive and to, after a cup of tea, proceed on another jump, snooze in the comfort smelling earth or to climb down to the riverbed to have indigo slumber. Pain teaches to retain some innocence, to run with pain, apathy is for the halfway people. The jiving goat drummers in chain formation sweep a path through the flowers who carouse over and under air, gleefully being tangled up in trunks, twigs, soil and green monkey furr. The drum wind tunnel ends them twirling into horizontal nose dives that curve into and around the goat drummers and the wild pig flute players' instruments. The brown eyes of the intense monkeys torch the shadowy drummers with attention, shedding magic brown-yellow moonshine, The goats smile with juice dripping from their thirsty teeth. Glee.
Dew brewed from monkey sweat shot through the veins of all the fearies and they leaped and leaped until the dew become thick sticky tar and it ate at them and stained their skin and left them crawling confused in the air, dropping helplessly onto puddles and letting themselves drown and sink to the bottom to rest their heads in anguish and death-wish, where inside their only comfort was the apathy they were slowly dipped in. Shielded now from all that is ugly, all that is beautiful dices the faeiries' souls, fragile from loss of sympathy, fragmentation nullifies a reason for living and the scaterred pieces of stained soul shudder as faerie after faerie loses buoyancy of rushes and forgets love and hatred, the last blow dealt for ignoring - lured into ignoring, and helps itself to sink, helpless to help itself.
Kaserblancioperoid.loijeronasaderfanule.thuilopyrequiezid.otrasdzervonel. liouhesgard.majakhar.yuquilopradocololofogohjokilow.nobilxasz.haghfaswerhl.
Lmnonmlelos.khojohj. Mahnjenromojo.ffffffffffffuuucccckkkfuckfuck fuckfuck fuck fuck fuckfukcufkcufkcufkuckfkufkfkcukfuckufkcufkuckufkcuukfuckufkuckuf.oikbaxreslohgtery.vonnohjeracrivom.FUCKUCK fCUK FUCK
Green limp monkey's eyes smelt of crackling and sounded lke cacklng an turned within to watch themselves their sinking desire for desire. Given the wire one will slip and slide it with all the grace of a sck mnd, all the sickness of ease into his belly, waves of sickness wait until he swoons and then how fucked he is now.
Stab yourself in the gut with sympathy and the blood nourish you,