We beg the grim reaper to not waste our poor little lives. We watch the angels as they watch over us. The little devils…they come from there, they come from from here, they saunter about and just come from every which where.
We have our little lusts. They have our little lusts. We have our little depravities. They have our little depravities. We are bold in manner, strong in virtue. They just want to know the nobility of our character. We just want our dear little selves spread around for all to see and know. They will love us to death. We will give money to strangers, our lives to the depraved.
We lust for composure in a void. They wish us no void, tell us no tale, love the ones they are with…us …always us….always lucky little us. They marvel at the variety and depravity of life’s blood. No more sneaking through sins unapplauded, unwanted. No more lust driven fancies. No more fun.
The pleasure of deeply held perversion is gone with the wind. The pleasure of deeply held perversion is a spectator sport for the thought police and the enemies of my soul..Let me entertain my enemies. Let me give my lustful fantasies to others to enjoy. They deserve it. They need their thrills and fancies. I need their prurient interest. We all need the great arena of shared experience. The oh so recognized theater of the primed absurd.
We all can reap the wild dirge of rapscallion fancy….and be better wonders for it. We all can reap the wild wind together and know that it is worth the breeze in the trees. it…the pains of the gains, the crud of the stealing of us. Cheep thrills and good shopping, the main character, the star of the constant story of our dreary little lives. Tawdry and good and fun and done..the passing panorama. I liked it better when there were just hidden cameras and bugs in my bedroom. There was a nice cozy sense of security there.
Jennifer Preston New York Times
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43322116/ns/politics-the_new_york_times
Peter Apps MSNBC Reuters
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43338071/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/
Walter Frick The Atlantic
http://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2011/06/the-future-of-media-bias/240216/
The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.
Dominance Games / Politics http://dominancegamesb.wordpress.com/
books… http://bschiff.com/
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Dominance Games: Reap the wild dirge of rapscallion fancy
We beg the grim reaper to not waste our poor little lives. We watch the angels as they watch over us. The little devils…they come from there, they come from from here, they saunter about and just come from every which where.
We have our little lusts. They have our little lusts. We have our little depravities. They have our little depravities. We are bold in manner, strong in virtue. They just want to know the nobility of our character. We just want our dear little selves spread around for all to see and know. They will love us to death. We will give money to strangers, our lives to the depraved.
We lust for composure in a void. They wish us no void, tell us no tale, love the ones they are with…us …always us….always lucky little us. They marvel at the variety and depravity of life’s blood. No more sneaking through sins unapplauded, unwanted. No more lust driven fancies. No more fun.
The pleasure of deeply held perversion is gone with the wind. The pleasure of deeply held perversion is a spectator sport for the thought police and the enemies of my soul..Let me entertain my enemies. Let me give my lustful fantasies to others to enjoy. They deserve it. They need their thrills and fancies. I need their prurient interest. We all need the great arena of shared experience. The oh so recognized theater of the primed absurd.
We all can reap the wild dirge of rapscallion fancy….and be better wonders for it. We all can reap the wild wind together and know that it is worth the breeze in the trees. it…the pains of the gains, the crud of the stealing of us. Cheep thrills and good shopping, the main character, the star of the constant story of our dreary little lives. Tawdry and good and fun and done..the passing panorama. I liked it better when there were just hidden cameras and bugs in my bedroom. There was a nice cozy sense of security there.
Jennifer Preston New York Times
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43322116/ns/politics-the_new_york_times
Peter Apps MSNBC Reuters
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43338071/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/
Walter Frick The Atlantic
http://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2011/06/the-future-of-media-bias/240216/
The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.
Dominance Games / Politics http://dominancegamesb.wordpress.com/
books… http://bschiff.com/
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