the random think
And did the claim
That we are a substrate for dreams.
We is that on what the dreams rise.
I make brooding about it.
If so I’m syntetic some ground with a pesticides.
It’s carred well harvest of dreams but all fruits is poison.
It’s wasn’t grow on ground of life with sweat and pain
But on cute granulired quotes.
I keep lurked a offense at author and at the Shakespeare too.
The noble brotherhood nothing understand in the farmers.
The dream-apple have a skin as a scorpions,
I use also gen modify seed material.
In my dreams grow multi color grass, odd feels and magic bean sometime.
I get the seeds for the garden with a smuggling even.
a worms made a fat ground in nature
but my ground fertilized by any effective elements as abstract ideas
and a live existence worms just don’t hold this.
Them dreams wet from really a tears ‘em life?
Fools, you won’t give a strong harvest of dreams by the way.
You harvest ‘ll be withered without added food your field.
It’s I reading Victor Pelevin cuz he is a really spooky wizard,
He reading Shakespeare, by the way the fruit growed in my mind,
Because it’s are also dreams. You never able different one from other.
It’s some dubious claim.
Thx for denote, but you argue with Shakespeare if anything.
But you don’t see a dreams even.
Cuz I never don’t wake up just.
There’s make settle the idea-pumpkin-rino here and give a watering for it.
Don’t take close. I was set to till my spell and spelling that just.
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