Like the dill in the mill in the vill down by the river

By Joseph Friedah




Like the dill in the mill in the vill down by the river. Like on a psychedelic trip, a tertiary bumbling florescent numerous mummers a bumble bumbling. Keeping in the sticks, whipping and hollering it up on the ritzy tizzy tidy homocoboos. Populated and trances flexibly switched meshed swirly-pop cuddly-woos with a tit of this and a tat of that. Hip which twirly curl flews. I see and then I see twice mice more flick me dills in the middle, turtlehill myopic saddle-up nil frills. Ought we and naught they transform the sidewinder flyclimber sloopy sloop noop coop? All’s too tell and nulls foo well, into the leantoo and flukenuke the meeknorks. I as if thou nigh high with cry sly me tries. We the interloping minds, see wide and far, and far, higher and higher, flying... sky soaring... free floating... mind exploding... more and more into the outer far flung, eternally perplexing, freedom existing, never ending, thought transcending, forever and ever onrushing evernessvile.

Oh the mighty mysterious wonderment of everlasting living. Oh the mighty brilliant loveliness of ever streaming rivers of life everlasting. Oh the magnificent glorious all expanding abundance of life’s everlasting vibrancy. Oh the mighty rivers of magnificent light galore. Living and swimming in the ALL of the ALL. Terrific delicious, stupendous overflowing translucent love rays of astonishing shinning halls of tomorrow and morrow. Oh… Oh… Oh…. Everlasting forevermore. Oh I want to be, I want to live, I want to run wild and free in the everlasting vibrant epileptic flowing unending, ever flowery loveliness of the ALL ALL foreverness. brilliant streaming rays of glorious light forevermore Oh Me! Oh My? I am one with the all glorious shimmering everlasting everywhereness. Why why I’ll just fly, fly high and wide into the bubbling effervescent elasticity of never ceasing all inspiring tranquility forevermore.

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