IRC-Galleria

My brain is melting
And his has grown dull
A father of feces has now slowed down
Keelmeer, the dragon
Has lost it's appetite
Now it only feeds on living, breathing
Flowers
Mistaking them for hats
Sunning it's sheeve, licking it's tongue
Mystery meat may mind this plateau
Winning is easy, losing is hard
A tad, miss smoker
Give the frog a kiss
Turn it into a prince
Or a priest
Or a handbag.

Aching clocks tic toc their way through time
I tried to be a clock once
I just ticked, tocked and tossed it
I can't be a clock, I'm a suitcase
And you're the handbag I made.
I can hear you smiling
The grin on my face on my carcass is widening
Live again, die tomorrow
Mash mash mush hewl heighty ho.

Live again, die yesterday
And dye tomorrow green.

The sun has set
And the sea has risen
You claim you're wise, so listen;
When was the last time you had sex?
Or can you explain why your nose is erect?
The rules are simple; take three of these
And a mouthful of these
And smoke this.

Can you feel it penetrating your brain?
This castle of grotesque imitations
Of clichés
My, oh my, your eyes are on fire
Are you trying to shoot lasers?
You're no ninja.

Doopydoo dub dub shakti ralam
Mesh ak kofroten mil amios dak
Finge our salagna, I'll minch your placebo
Gashtavna migellon kaprol mel ik tak.
Sevrem milrota ges kult kes ki-wa-wa
Likshirom vryst merd shoovin mis mord
Llabedollom meerion shuvidra kel-om.

Today has been a series of events
A series of happenings.
The rules are simple; take three of these
And a mouthful of these
And smoke this.

The window is open
The temperature's rising
My nipples are soft as marshmellows.
The tiger of Aratwa has promised to keep
His teeth from touching the cream.
Did you forget the possibility of a new cloud forming
Next morning, if you choose to wake up?
Your enemies are calling, please answer the phone
It's your daughter and her thirteen dogs.
Marvellous shmudge, glutch hotchkiss keiv land
My meeting makes sense in a comical way
Your sister is now out of the way
So let's kiss and jizz.

Every time the floor falls down
My magic is slightly enhanced.
It flows through my fingers
Into small glass-containers
Made of sugar, Harry Potter and ash.
Heavenly heights and hellish lows
But a balance, nevertheless
These ants in their suits
Have cost me a fortune in shrooms
Mistake after success
And your life shall be clear.

Couldn't you hear me? I said;
"Balvidor meiv floan len shoodum sen mort."

The tip of it's tongue is shaking
It's now in session
This court of madmen
Expressionless faces in empty stare
The hare begins his monologue:

"If the world is a gumbo, we best not forget
The effect that it has in it's active footsteps
Money may matter, but matter does not
And so I disclude it from our options."

The gray mass keeps listening
Their throats void of strength
Blue spots start glistening
In these bottomless eyes
No laughter, no tears
No fear, no doubt, no new ideas
No objections under the brutal control of the hare.

"Sister Misters, hear me out
Our endless supply of sneakers is empty
But blueberry pie we have plenty.
If you see this as a joke
As a mere insult to your intelligence
Leave the rabbithole right now.
My main concern is concern.
My main motivation is the lack of it.
Are you any better than me?"

Aisakadun varrella on kaksisataa autoa
Raskasta ja puhdasta
Vihreää ja punaista
Pastellikatu on täynnä niitä
Mistelinoksia, keramiikkaa
Minttukaakaota ja estetiikkaa
Muovia ja tekopyhyyttä.

Minun varkaani ovat kaikuja
Kellarissa homehtuneita, keltaisia
Mustapukuisia, valkoihoisia
Saavutus sinänsä.

Sinun sanasi maistuvat kirsikoilta
Elämäni silmissäsi
Kurotat suudelmaan.
Vedät minut altasi
Vastuuntunnottomuudellasi
Miss hebblesports karma metropolis
HELVIIKKO
KAIKKI MUKAAN
NYT
PIDETÄÄN
HAUSKAA!

See these days
They spiral past
As past does not exist
My friend, times go by
They leave a deceitful memory
But happiness is now
And we live in the now.

Take my hand and I'll tie you down
Raise a flood of caramel-sauce
Millions upon millions of millions, and more!

My heart beats rainbows
Carnivore caterpillars and pillows
Distance is manmade
Love never blooms
It's made out of cannonfood and fools.

This court imitates a sandwich
Heave-ho hippies happen past the morning joy
Hypocrites steal stashes, Shiva states our state of mind
Margaret Beldam, lighthouse assistant
Dealing drugs, for fuck's sake!
Remind me about that later
Shiver my house down, and I will
Pee.

Hippoes! On... TIPTOES! HOLY CRA-

Do you remember them
The flying, blue umbrellas
Coming down with gentle breaths
Spinning 'round on golden threads
Heaven to dirt, transcendence to mud.

They've saved us from our oppression
The industrial mind and their yellow windows
By shielding us from the acid rain.

Did we meet them that day
Ages and spaces ago
Or did they already know
Which way to go?

My umbrella is blue
Or at least it is to me.
It's got six tongues
And it's name is Dream.
I miss her every day
And see her every night.
Such discussions we have
Such music we make
And I'm a little bit wiser
Every time I wake up.

A myriad of kittens
Paste and cut and copy his soul
Leaven loven mindrel mashooven
Happily ever before
Cream cleavage castration
Since mind is a relative concept
Mica, mere masturbator
My master assassinator
Call me when the rain stops
Call me before it starts
But never when it rains.
Last day on the face of my earth
We are all cocoons
Dumdidydoo, destroy this deliberate dance of divinity
Hiss hass, shish-hash, clean cut to her heart
Bap didoo belf breaker, but possibly is not what
Help could suffice, raugh candleknot
Mere masters of the mind, these psychonaut psychopaths
Living is a still-image
A reflection in a pond
Mall-levels match according to taste
Flar flar fladydar, mellow bellowing generates chords
Curving claustrophobia, marketing seven soddy dwarfs
Fopterytoo semen milk monster
Murky midgets, going to comma
Helpless coma
Mysterious comma
In the wrong part of a sentence.

Glasgow, our swollen empire
I do believe the mistress will stand out
Meedle ga zeedle twetweeter gashiveen applecoast
Kelmdumpster har har har whebledydoo
Murafaka ga khiti ga khiti shib-dopodoo
Meeven ga zeeden, our ship is a leader
A comma in a sentence
A freezle, my wheezer
Party friends and party drugs
Flying elephants and sitting ducks
Hissing and heaving, my sister is reading a kite
And the fleeting feeling of being missed.
Master, fetch me a sample of
Oregano juice. Sweet oregano.
Hide the taxi, they're coming
Every sister mister knows that the spiral is a twister.
It knocks you out and puts you down
It reflects a straight deal of wounds.
Having said this, it has come to my attention
That mental detention is nothing more than an attempt to stall.
Maybe another course of action is necessary?

- Not really. Smoke pot and forget about it.

Well, if the protocol doesn't stand out
Then my suggestion is
Melt it.
Since our coma will never cease
Mister Trapeezee will slow down your time.
Crafty mess-mizzled squadeezels will sarf del mestritos vreil quadrophile
Mescaline meltdown, Shiva Las Vegas
The universe only works by itself
Shameless catastrophies launch a weman mjonstro claustrophobic plastic
When shall the people count down our disease
Masters of tropic, I'm signing a release
Minch craft hell holes
Boom dipidada boom, bitches
Binary zeroes, static, white noise
Like a vacuum of laughter in my ears
Auditory hallucinations, the Devil and miss Jones
Welcome to Hell, you are now aware of your
Writing.

Cease a bitch form thousand form constant
Mellow clouds dribble past us
As we float on the banana sky.
Life is a dream, we only perceive a tiny, distorted piece
A window of reality.

Mush mush smudge glush defran glindgolden goo.