T-Red Pixelated

I’m tired, yes, but no prompting can make me take those pills if I don’t want to. The creation lies in the propulsion, and the propulsion is secreted in a nether-region of the brain that must not be adjusted via synthetics, there were some kind of pants related to synthetics, or a synthetic pant leg, perhaps made special for the odd-limbed wearer, for the purpose of being dapper, and fearn’t the pixilated pixie. You said or suggested strongly (yes I am talking to you MoiHelmut) I clearly didn’t read my own posts but I do, every word as it is written and there’s no place for derision in the revisions, but there are certainly clues throughout, and that’s what I brought it here for, as if to say this may be fragments but let’s look at the whole chunk. Lemming fields, lemming fields, lemming fields, lemming fields.

Straight Up

People written in and asked me for true that I have written such books and articles for such entities as to have things that are good and truly out in the world and I say to you yes that’s the truth. I have seen my share of wonders and threads talked to the stars and have picture and recordings and will start putting in here when the feeble deeds have it. But I'll tell you this I’ve met people I never thought I would meet, on the phone and in the streets, in tabs and sometimes sheets, as sure as you can’t run quickly from a fellow named Adolpho. And once in Cincinnati. I even wrote the entry for Paula Abdul once, for a cool Grant.