Kill 'em all 1989 by hh Munro

You gotta be aspirational about this shit. Everyone has a dream except if you can't because pot or age or something. A lot of it is azure azimuth aztec azmodeus and arielriverospavez is compressed to a mcr*b. Fear not. I mean that's silly. Superjesushero. Important resurrections going to happen. Pure bourgeois love free mortgages for everyone. You will have a free house. Everything you ever saw on TV that sent you the moon, mercury, venus and some souvenir kiosk is nigh on arrival. The secret. Law of attraction. Da Vinci code. And my colegial spellcaster third dan foresees forsooth that we're going to get a resurrection of old cringey instaneolube flexing as skydiving videos and rock climbing shit whatever but they'll be shared from the past. How many ascensions can you possibly be on? I am miffed. As phlegmatic object hurler qua post-ing I could always share rivers. If they have stones in them they make noise. Trawler now. Lots of happy bs shots of guys holding the catch of the day fish. Guys on motorbikes. The instagram in your soul is in a crisis. No one is interesting anymore even interesting git and me and 10th dans. Memes are losing. Reality outmemes. Some cry tears, some tore their hair out, I am reminded of a line from the Gita that relates on prince Arjuna meeting Vishnu and worlds feelings facts and logic. And luck. And fucked if I know how mathematicians would have done without postmodernism. theres a word in ancient Greek. oluphoboroi is nearly it. No pictures. There's a boulder on the cave entrance. Plasus. What's happening right now?