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As soon as it has hit your tongue, you know that you have drunk freely of the fountain of life, from the first and the last, the alpha and omega. Your head starts feeling funny as you cease to exist on this cosmological plane. Waves crash upon the rocks as I give you a hamburger. There are children at the top of the stairs, who fall apart into flowers as I weep for the father I never knew. You begin to experience a state of utter euphoria as you are swept up off your feet, thrown about and made to resist the natural flow of the universe. Snow gathers on the tip of your head and gives you a Santa Claus-esque beard. Cannons shoot streamers of candy into the slums while adults rejoice. Insects determine the fate of entire carnivals as you are pulled up onto the corporate stage.

An apple sends waves of kinetic energy through the nebulae as the Eiffel tower disintegrates into statuettes of Ronald Reagan. Where I sat before, only a photograph of a block of cheese in sepia remains. Your disapproval stretches across all of space and time in ways that gerbils cannot comprehend. The banana mafia disregard your choice of knives and form pigeons out of the hair of your family members. Where your father was, only a framed mosaic formed out of enamel and glued together with diamond toothpaste remains.

Several million artillery pieces burst into fondue and envelop the spiritual plane as the phoenix takes flight. You can hear several million small children sing to a perfect choir of benevolent waffles. The background radiation left behind by the creation of the universe coalesces into a planet-sized golden ring with a sapphire magnificently worked into its top. Your taste buds cry out in orgasm as the proverbial apple bites into you. Digging trenches out of zombie fingers looks like a really good option. I look at the rabbits thundering down the hall, occupied by the delivering of the U.S Mail.

The River Amazon takes on humanoid form and begins to perform yoga. Your clitoris is gently massaged by millions of baby seahorses as your primal urges make you sing that which was old when the world was young. The Mysterious Stranger bites into a chocolate ice cream as Commander Shepard begins speaking German. A mime gives birth to a baby telescope which focuses the sun's rays into a tight beam which eviscerates a nuclear power plant.

Amidst the stars, a wolf formed of every shade of green with sapphire stars for eyes prowls for the stray quark. You are pushed against the wall as your unborn child calculates the nature of the universe. The wolf growls. It does not appreciate the state of relative existence forced upon it. A man made of shadows walks between the universes, undisturbed by the cosmological events around the doorway to nirvana.

Three apples form into sixteen thousand seeds. At the mention of procreation, the Scotsman fades into sepia, then disintegrates into bullet magazines without the springs. A lawyer contemplates intervening as the spiky redness around him turns into a rose garden. He is trapped. He has no legs. Your grandfather stares at you from across the hall as Phil Collins is attacked by dogs made out of hamburgers. You sit back in your seat and fall through a blue police phone booth.

The Master puts down his whip and shares a passionate kiss with the willing Slave. She accepts the key to her freedom and joins Him as the Equal. Humanity thrums in the air as all are made brothers and sisters, and wickedness is expelled from the world. Unaffiliated with the goings-on in the world around it, the baby does not comprehend the unravelling of space before it as the heavens open up in a storm of lightning and golden sunlight. Knowledge fills the Baby's mind and brings awe to the enlightened elder.

Tens of millions of curtains vibrate as an elk nibbles on the Queen's skirt. The breasts struggle against the proverbial script and start to fall down the stairs. You swallow and look at the children at the top of the stairs. The father of three has fallen down the stairs and begins to mumble in the tongue which gives shape to the world. Leaves fall from trees as the Maid's eye twitches involuntarily. A Liberal learns the word 'antidisestablishmentarianism' and goes to a Calculus class. Suddenly, the Political Officer knows what he must do.

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As soon as it has hit your tongue, you know that you have drunk freely of the fountain of life, from the first and the last, the alpha and omega. Your head starts feeling funny as you cease to exist on this cosmological plane. Waves crash upon the rocks as I give you a hamburger. There are children at the top of the stairs, who fall apart into flowers as I weep for the father I never knew. You begin to experience a state of utter euphoria as you are swept up off your feet, thrown about and made to resist the natural flow of the universe. Snow gathers on the tip of your head and gives you a Santa Claus-esque beard. Cannons shoot streamers of candy into the slums while adults rejoice. Insects determine the fate of entire carnivals as you are pulled up onto the corporate stage.

An apple sends waves of kinetic energy through the nebulae as the Eiffel tower disintegrates into statuettes of Ronald Reagan. Where I sat before, only a photograph of a block of cheese in sepia remains. Your disapproval stretches across all of space and time in ways that gerbils cannot comprehend. The banana mafia disregard your choice of knives and form pigeons out of the hair of your family members. Where your father was, only a framed mosaic formed out of enamel and glued together with diamond toothpaste remains.

Several million artillery pieces burst into fondue and envelop the spiritual plane as the phoenix takes flight. You can hear several million small children sing to a perfect choir of benevolent waffles. The background radiation left behind by the creation of the universe coalesces into a planet-sized golden ring with a sapphire magnificently worked into its top. Your taste buds cry out in orgasm as the proverbial apple bites into you. Digging trenches out of zombie fingers looks like a really good option. I look at the rabbits thundering down the hall, occupied by the delivering of the U.S Mail.

The River Amazon takes on humanoid form and begins to perform yoga. Your clitoris is gently massaged by millions of baby seahorses as your primal urges make you sing that which was old when the world was young. The Mysterious Stranger bites into a chocolate ice cream as Commander Shepard begins speaking German. A mime gives birth to a baby telescope which focuses the sun's rays into a tight beam which eviscerates a nuclear power plant.

Amidst the stars, a wolf formed of every shade of green with sapphire stars for eyes prowls for the stray quark. You are pushed against the wall as your unborn child calculates the nature of the universe. The wolf growls. It does not appreciate the state of relative existence forced upon it. A man made of shadows walks between the universes, undisturbed by the cosmological events around the doorway to nirvana.

Three apples form into sixteen thousand seeds. At the mention of procreation, the Scotsman fades into sepia, then disintegrates into bullet magazines without the springs. A lawyer contemplates intervening as the spiky redness around him turns into a rose garden. He is trapped. He has no legs. Your grandfather stares at you from across the hall as Phil Collins is attacked by dogs made out of hamburgers. You sit back in your seat and fall through a blue police phone booth.

The Master puts down his whip and shares a passionate kiss with the willing Slave. She accepts the key to her freedom and joins Him as the Equal. Humanity thrums in the air as all are made brothers and sisters, and wickedness is expelled from the world. Unaffiliated with the goings-on in the world around it, the baby does not comprehend the unravelling of space before it as the heavens open up in a storm of lightning and golden sunlight. Knowledge fills the Baby's mind and brings awe to the enlightened elder.

Tens of millions of curtains vibrate as an elk nibbles on the Queen's skirt. The breasts struggle against the proverbial script and start to fall down the stairs. You swallow and look at the children at the top of the stairs. The father of three has fallen down the stairs and begins to mumble in the tongue which gives shape to the world. Leaves fall from trees as the Maid's eye twitches involuntarily. A Liberal learns the word 'antidisestablishmentarianism' and goes to a Calculus class. Suddenly, the Political Officer knows what he must do.