Gridlock, super secrecy, being in the need to know: Illuminati? William Cooper? Switzerland nights with the Bilderbergs? Founding Fathers? The Papacy? Ancient Egyptians?
Unable to speak the mind’s horrors. Life’s a bad bitch and that’s not in the video vixen perspective.
So is trauma to the traumatic and your keynote speech will use this to get you elected.
Pesky maggots in the mind of the rotten and infected.
Our hearts are infested with venomous hatred and insecurities are seldom neglected.
Whispering confidentiality to the walls is as good as treason.
Echoes reflecting differing aspects of the thesis for unspoken reasons.
Don’t make me out to be the conspiracy theorist.
Just making out with me is attacking diplomacy, stringing nylon tension tested lines through lip tissue, I will miss you but some things are just left better unsaid. Attach opposing metal teeth to the nylon in track order. Keep a secret to self, some curious ears couldn’t husk the true reality. Zip loose oral cavities shut. Padlock the Palin-like-zipper. Sshhhhh.
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