Netcees - Random Stuff 3

One night, Thought i thought a thought i thought right, for the wrong reason.
And there next evening, half sleeping, attacked by a spastic reaction concerning the bursting of plasm up my spine, DNA flux combined my slumbering mind a hundred miles of wandering eyes of bobbing fires till dawns arise. I doused water-spiders in fireflies. I slipped the earthworm through the lip of the sky fish and caught some time to talk before the horizon dropped, virizon wireless thoughts, seeking heat, the movement soothes the scent of deceit. I jerked my neck to connect to the primative position best befitting the rest of the vision when rejected clean, Feinding the nectar i pestered demons at rest in dreams while protected by gods that indulged in red pill palette splattered memories from the scrying of dying rose buds that still remembered the scent of bees and sensation of centipedes. I requested the knowledge to reactivate my spinal columns dispatch of rays, but dispite my pact to play as puppet after passing for a thousand astral days, an alien entity unfurled a century of demented energy from an incision in this dimensions seem that rendered my mental defences deplete and in need of desperate replenishing, A'head' of every 'step' i dare to 'execute' so i keep a close family. it takes flesh to use an enemy. So with this axe i 'am at eaze'

Alone again in everything, Life aloft a plume of gas that ignites when tossing too much ashe, but i need smoking mirrors to mask the fact i threw up black on my klu klux clad.