some random think

I reminding up something chunks of ideas during  of many years.
With follow to weather. Today sun bright fall day
with mark far coming a soon wither of this glory of nature.
I remember the semi thought about son of the Escobar and son of Nabokov
Exactly in such days.
I know about they nothing.
I just was eat my chips in bench of the alley in the sunlight.

The two jong moms walk pass with her’s baby carriages and full of ‘em mother proud.
Well Akutagawa it’s the same “be-be-be” your astonish in the narrow street
at meet with the former blushing flower now she are mother.
And she don’t down her eyes. Be be be..be be she mumbling to her baby.
It’s was nearly brazenly on look.

But I chew my chips and thik about them son’s. the succeed of marks don’t happening.
The mothers proud haven’t a base below it.
But maybe it succeed become. I’m dunno.
But yf it so then the mothers proud also are fake.
I remembering sometime about exactly the two sons of those fathers.
they dont get by the succeed a power or a advantage
It’s are really long think. I chew in mind it many years yet
Like a the lobster chips from batata
But I don’t finalize it’s still.
I even don’t know it’s are about.
I know about the sons of Escobar and of Nabokov nothing
Besides that keep a succeed don’t get become by straight line for children.
Well blessing Lord the kids of dead kings. Amen.
this think are enough mournful think.

You didn’t ending the think again.
The pack of chips end and sun disappear behind the cloud.
Sometime later
I ‘ll be to rely continue.
it’s are loop think if at to word. The needle stuck on track of a vinyl.

you use unsure word. the succeed within no that.
i wanna to send for you a post card "fantastic on blur!"
i don’t know an other word for description this thing.