the poisoner levy is on wooded island giving his listeners fables of the reconstruction without the rubber gloves. i could not stand for it. we saw multitudes of dead, mostly fishes, and a beaver and a racoon. we found a milk glass pond's cold cream jar. i was surprised how much water is left after the ice cap melt, which probably accounts for all the dead fish; they were suffocated under the frozen surface. and pat says they plan to drain the rest, and another birder said they plan to poison too still, in case anything survives. then our ravaged island will be closed for summer, though i was told it would remain open, and would be ready for the seasonal animals. pat said they didn't say what year. silly me i said. everywhere lies and propaganda are rising like water, even where there's dearth and drought, and we are drowning in the fetid air of calumny. america is under heavy sedation. i'm reading about divide and conquer going back to cristopher columbus, but columbus would have bowed low to these times, these oligarchs of destruction. we need to change sedation to sedition.

blessed be the new founding fathers for allowing us to purge our souls

chasten the dragon

free your solesoul, your ass will follow. (suggested slogan for vibram's five-fingers.)

am i irish?

once upon a time in the war of plunder

say what you want about america butt

swansorrow

arkades projekt

when the middle east is finally purged of evil we will take on the united states until then we will have to make some sacrifices to the devil

do you allays hafta flip stuff?