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Bishop, Hyssop, Mr. Sir (Dream #10,345)

I saw an undulating nuance in the form of a plexiglass dwellng,


To the left there was God, and to the right was his Red

I took 3/4 Absinthe and 1/4 abstinence for the soul readership.

Nothing happened but 2.

Was it dreams that was in my aura.

FOR I slept deeply and knew.




For my brain is wing-ed and my drive is alive with the fransciscan zephyr...

But it doesn't seem right after that.

A Franciscan--- was he a true monk?


May he make people in to Live goats and his offering be it on the altar


FOR when it was Burnt, His was known---- and his horned head was glazed with emblazzonment.


I pray he was forgiven in all time.


But he seemed to have wandered off in to animal-hood.

Living backward was he, and before having done a deed, he indeed prospered.


Just look at the Vatican--- what cocoa cola has done for them? Not quite right.

Is fruit forgotten, and grain or chocolate atuned?

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