I
When I was young I had a dream of becoming one of those people who know the difference between being an atheist and being an ancient city. But then I realized that down the river there is always a cheater. Down the hill there is something that makes sense if you want some. Down the hall was a British journalist from a small town. He said that he could please you for a while, but then you would have been killed by the British Marxists. Down the line between two points are all the things that don't exist in the middle of nowhere, near the intersection with my best head. It's beautiful how the laws of human existence fall into place when people buy what they call the polite way of knowing the truth.
Through my own little drama I was wondering why do people always get out of bed with a new version of this world. After all, this morning is already being made by using the same old story. Suddenly a chance appeared to make an attempt on tomorrow, when the sky was a big fat boy in my head. I'd never be able to find out how this could have been possible without the help of some sort of stuff that was funny like a man with no regrets. Later that day, I was going to see what happens when a person can take advantage of being able to find out how to create new features of the world.
During my stay at the bottom of the most beautiful woman, there was something else in Switzerland, where she arrived after the war on drugs or alcohol and drugs and hard work. She was like an umbrella waiting for the next season of luck.
For three consecutive nights we have been the main characters of the city and possibly the most beautiful things in the area around the clock. We had a wonderful thing that made us feel free from any computer software. It's an old version of a particular type of thing that makes an excellent job with the same thing that is already taken from the beginning with a copy of any information about the people who make sure that we are a very long and narrow and hard liquor.
From my phone to my bed and then I realized I was just a little late to be the first one to get out of that morning. Better be ready to leave for a while I thought, when suddenly appeared before me a little kid with a copy of an ancient Egyptian army and the rest of your favorite restaurant. His role in the world is coming up soon after the war against the French king.
Later, when the sun went through the night, I dreamt of being made of glass or other intellectual capacity. It was good to see how much I care about the sudden urge to go through the window while she has a great way to start the conversation.
Now, part of my mind is made of wood from which a person can make a good table. From the beginning it was also used to create new music of some sort.
II
Close to the place where I work, there is always a reason for being lazy. But the best way to get some rest is history. Now I just want to be one of those people who have lost their bodies in the early medieval period, when the first day of summer is still used for agricultural purposes. Meanwhile, the whole world stops and stares at me like a good friend. As I walk through the sea otters, hold me like a boomerang in June, and I will never forget your efforts to protect me from those threatening forces that can only be seen by using a huge amount of energy drinks. Be ready to move when they come to my room, and take care to notice that the government has become an independent non alcoholic beverage. Just keep it going for a while and then I will send you my new favorite color.
Today is the first day and the end is already there, and the other end is also available for all these questions about how to make this clear. At last this century ended today. I don't understand why some people just can't find it funny. It's interesting how they feel the need to be on time all the time without having any purpose whatsoever in these days of industrial relations between them and their bald headed language, which makes them look like an adult contemporary artist. Can't find out how to love a million tears from which all these people are getting famous, with their hands on the ground and a half of them with their feet in a relationship with the rest of their lives. No more tears for this country music singer who had served as chairman of my mind. I'll just keep swimming on with your name on my face. And when I will get back to the North, I'll have a wonderful life and death at the end of the world.
2014
A spoken version of this semiautomatic writing piece has been featured in the 2014 edition of Helicotrema, a recorded audio festival.