SMELL MY FART mmmmmmmmmmmmmm "Mindbender" or "Confusion's Prince" If I could only I could be less blind If only I knew what to find, Everywhere and all of the time-- It's bending my mind~ Confusion's prince is at my door~ The crown I wear's the one he wore He's here to bring me down some more And bend my mind~ The friendly stranger called my name He only wants me for his game But it don't matter, just the same I'll bend his mind~ I've waved my flags into the sun I've fought my wars, and now they're won And I don't need nobody's gun I bent their mind~ Now for some good old Klingon Humor, while on kronos recently, two federation officers went up to a klingon guard and asked if they could get to the great hallfrom there the guard replied "if the bugs dont get you" HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAAA, heres another one I picked up last time I was on Kronos, "are klingon warrios red", "no their green" HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAA HAAH, THIS KLINGON HUMOR IS HILARIOUS, DON'T YOU AGREE and now for something totally different, the Denver Broncos are the best football team in the history of the world, and John elway is omnipotent and omnicient, santa claus has nothing on him, oh by the way, for all you kids reading this SANTA IS NOT REAL, but the easter bunny is he screws the tooth fairy in the bed above me every night , may the force be wit you, live long and prosper ,adios sionara,ariba dreche, kaplach,au revoir ,merry christmas, happy new year, happy chaunicha, and may you mate wuth a primate, god bless, Ilove you all, someone please pull me away from the keboard I can"t stop GOOOD-BYE, next

Le plus long Cadavre Exquis du Monde !!! No actually, this is more like line noise, or listening to the harmonics of collective brain-waves, just another drop of pure non-sense, an irrational artistic gesture, a desperate effort to leave a trace on the WEB, scary to think that I'm actually adding to this everlasting stream of anonymous consciousness, Fabien;

double double toil and trouble cauldron boil and bubble *sigh

double double toil and trouble cauldron boil and bubble *sigh ;since I won't have children this is my way of having a part of me live on; ;Bob loves Dan; Caught your hand inside the till, Slammed your fingers in the door, Fought with kitchen knives and skewers, Dressed me up with women's clothes, Messed around with gender roles, Dye my eyes and call me pretty, Moved out of the house so you move next door, I locked you out, You cut a hole in the wall, I find you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone, You're driving me crazy, Ah, ya think you're so preetty mmmmmmmmmmmmm is the 13th letter of the English alphabet-- English! someone speaks English? Well I would just like to ask a question - who said teenagers are supposed to be 'angry' because i wish they were wrong Alright I'll admit it i am angry, I am angry that my room mate tries to committ suicide and that henry will not fall in love with me I am angry that christy got al without lusting after him like i did i am angry that i can not quit smoking and that i can't live up to my brother when i was little graham pulled me to the garbage dumpster in front of our house and told me to sit there and wait for the garbage man to come and pick me up I waited and i am still waiting it pisses me off that i can't take control of me life that i have never known LOVE well i've know love but if it is what i thought it was it's a pile of shit I was at a party in Vancouver this past summer and this guy named Andy with red hair and a hearing aid seduced me but id on't know how cause he was butt ugly but he kissed me a called me sexy and made me feel worthwhile and i don'y know but i sucked on his cock and i guess i wanted to but i'm angry that i couldn't control myself you may think that all the drugs and alcohol i had that night (schmirnoff, ole elnglish, shrooms, speed, pot, canadian, more shrooms and more pot0 was hwat impaired me but it wasn't I IMPAIR MYSELF and I take drugs to make me happy and i smoke because I am in love with nicotine and i fall in love because i want to be loved and i kiss guys because they will kiss me and i would probably fuck any guy if e gave two shits about me and i don't care what people think and i say that line with so much confidence it's all one big lie you know than this summer jamie and i wound up in my little brothers bed (he wears hearing aids too) and i was ashamed and i still am but i was drunk and was on a shitload of drugs and I WAS HAPPY AT THE TIME and i sit here wondering what all of this should have taught me but realize i haven't learned but know that there is a lesson THE LESSON IS TO NOT FUCK EVRYONE AND ANYONE but i am not a slut - far from it - I could almost qualify as a nun i have fallen in love and I can never feel that love reciprocated i love you all - anyone who knows who i am - I love you and i am asking for your help to make me happy And then he stuck his long thick cock up my rear end i screamed in delight as he rubbed a ping pong paddle over my back he says he likes the way it makes me scream he undoes the handcuffs and turns me around he starts to suck my breasts he sucks them for so long and so hard they hurt and then he laughs and brings his brother billy into the room he tells me to sit roll over and to fetch like a dog they all laugh at me then billy opens his fly and tells me to come and sit on his lap i oblige and billy has the time of his life 96POINTTHREE KRZZ WICHITA ROCKS THE MIDWEST

So I opened it up, right, and I looked at it and I thought, well now, thats not anything shocking, Old Man; That's not even new;

But you know what would be shocking? If you were given over to even attempt one decent impulse that wasn't one calculated to attract public attention to yourself, to make yourself look good, to put You in the center of things; You know what I mean; I can't even pee (nevermind open my mouth to speak) without tripping over one of them that seems to think they have the right? to report back to you and then you have the nerve to rename that avoidance some kind of self hate; What do you know; If you did try something decent who would believe in it?

You hide behind them like some kind of coward (no wonder I believed I was the witch they said I was) and draw strength from the mob from the first "brew-ha-ha" to the last instead of taking responsibility for whatever you have to say yourself like an adult; And I'm portrayed as the crazy one for responding to this; (Which I may be); But not you, your shit doesn't stink, apparently; Maybe its just that you never make anyone else stand in the same room with it;

In a word, Henry doesn't love you (is it painful?) because you're Bob's slut;

yyuuucckkk

As usual,

Happy Holidays NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNCCCCVVVVV by the way, if you illiterate clods think this is the world's first collaborative sentence, well, I suppose you never heard of Gilgamesh, the Bibble, to say nothing of HOMER - most sentencers have been collaborative, even including that of the BIBLE by the way, if you illiterate clods think this is the world's first collaborative sentence, well, I suppose you never heard of Gilgamesh, the Bibble, to say nothing of HOMER - most sentencers have been collaborative, even including that of the BIBLE So this is the world's first collaborative sentence and I can run on! Happy New Year, Cookie Gray The Worldâs First Collaborative Sentence makes no pretense of claiming to be a work of literature; it contains eclectic elements of the vulgar, profound and artistic - it is a continally evolving interactive experimental work; to claim that the individuals who participates in or views the piece are a bunch of illiterate clods is to insult the intelligence of the vast Internet audience; And to say that people who have an inkling beyond that of a novice of computers as ăsub-human web craaawling Morlocksä is to reveal the true lack of understanding of cyberculture No, it is certain that not every individual person is EndThee, but the question that I want to ask is Who are You?
Whoooooooooo rrrrrrrrrr uuuuuuuuuu? This sentince is messing with my mind, it's like all the voices in my head put to paper, most of the time they dont make sense, but every once in a while you can peice together a rational thought, So This is my addition to the infinite scentence Very nice I became bored after the first paragraph so I quit reading I could put something artsy or funny or smart here, but it has been done a thousand times before, and it was no good the first time anyway Just like this This scentence is strangely like the world I am just as unknowlegeable about it as I am about the real world, it is just as pointless as the real world, and even saying that it is pointless is as trite as it is in the real world Oh well So this is my addition, and it is small and no one will read it, but I am content with it It is mine Scott Enderle The scentence ends when a real punctuation hits it, right? This be one damn long sentence I really don't know what to say but that's how it's always been with me, and I don't think that now is anytime for it to change, but now is a good time for anything and no one seems to care that I am alone typing, alone loveless, and I know that there is someon else out there, or here, even that is alone, and maybe is that person is a cool, and that person is a girl, that, that person and I may perhaps be able to make happy toghether, but I'm not a smart man, and the world is a big place, almost too big to think about all at once, but I'd like some pie now, like mama used to make, before my lunch decides to crawl out and make a dffflptt! mess on my keyboard, and then I'd likely as not have to procure a new keyboard and learn to skip lunch what a drag as to have to live like this and this may or maynot be proper at all for a person of your standing, but we are all students, and not enough teachers, only they are everywhere and more, so look inside yourself, and save us in time of judgement or else make me a sandwich that will stay down this time and how about some ail, good for what ales you, or some other product of my diseased mind and someimes my HTML decides to walk up and get itself a coffee but doesn't bring any back for me while I slave away at my job without thanks and listen to my noise and sometimes things just flip out and sometimes things just fall into place, but wouldn't you say this is like some big game of telephone, with all the wires mixed up and not stopping for the ladybugs so they climb over and no i am not psychotic, i just play one on TV but I'd be happier if i were, but i am, so I can't be in the past anymore than I am in the future and lets just leave it up to the scientists, but I think that sometimes thinks look pretty and cauliflower, may have been done by adatan, the worldbender and gleaner of gleans, thrower of flour and tosser of socks in a ball of sourse, like it should be, but then again, goodbye, and hello to everyone who is not here yet, and waiting to be born and borne into this place that may swallow us yet but hasn't so be good and santa will bring you your favorites next year, as if that were an incentive, oh, but it is, and i still think tha I am not psychotic, but then again ears are in short supply before class H Bloom said "Men write romantic writing, women write romantisistick writing, Romantisisick by Rosalind" and Dr Theory said who said that and Bloom repeated it and Dr Tx said "Yeah, I had a feeling it had to be someone not too smart" and Dr Tx was always throwing scraps like that and its not that one couldn't hear them falling but it got too painful to run around and pick them up to put together a cauliflower dinner because telephone never was a yummy game for anyone except for Bloom who was so deaf he thought he was actually going to have his day in the sun without wilting from it, but oh!-- i'm sorry this has nothing to do with this Sentence and you weren't there and you're not here either and if you were here I couldn't hear you anyway but of course I will make you your lunch, I will always fix your lunch, only if you don't like it then you should learn how to cook for yourself Whatever I Awkljsdhfhbi ihgfisreufhg kick saioledjfolwaiejldshocv ujshedfos usf usgri iosdfnoip Nothing!!:(

flying tree of alphabet fingers, sing to the world, to history, the ink dark infobit soup, the neuron inversion, arteries inside out plastered across the network sky Lizzard Henry

Thanks b 2 god Are the Spice Girls Sexy or what the spice girls - sexy??????? well maybe the redhead one, or is it the brunette? it's certainly not he one that wears tracksuits, she's eminently forgettable, still, each to their own i suppose you know its quite hard to write without allowing my playful fingers to gently caress the full stop or period as the americanos call it, si, si, si ,see senor and HOW MANY HAIKUS CAN YOU FIND IN THIS SENTENCE, i would like to know it is not the place a person is from but the person that you see join and then comes a look or a touch and a thing in me says "YES" ...for a moment I am part of the celestial melody always teasing the soul right at the edge of awareness when and it's like everytime we put our ears against the seashell we hear another storm it swooshes around our heads like the lava lamps in our nightly club life clubs homosexual lava men dancing around tiny boys all wrapped up in old newspapers, the ECHO of the seashell rings again taking us to another place a place where lesbian midgets make cocktails in bikini tops we are seduced by their coolness the shy transparent night makes us think about other times, other places; jock straps that were too smelly; my junior hockey team wanting to gang bang you, oh you were so strong; you never gave in to their juvenille threats and alcohiolic stained breath and fists, you grew up to be a molessted free child with mustard on your brow and the tiny midget behind the counter told me that I should try irc, that maybe throught the magic o cybersex we could reach or climax, that way we would never have to touch or look at eachother, and we would have the added bonus of staining our keyboard with well let's not be vulgar and the seashell rings agaian swoosh swoosh listen do you hear the ocean i don't you can't hear anything on here unless it's real audio and fully paid for Eat zebra cakes wow - i feel empowered nnnnnnnnnnnn The equations of science know of no here or now, but they tell us that time and space can be interchanged to an extent, here and now are simply where you are, now is defined by the existance of your mind right NOW, the same way you define here, you are here and you are now hear but write now i am righting a paper and the lifeline is approaching would you rather read the wellwroughturn or would you rather read someone whose reach exceeds their grasp, where the pieces fall into place incorrectly from somewhere, from the place thats notenglishmajor why anything other than love except of course matters to do with love and if love, then everything, astonishing, and everything is alive, alive, in love, Nads nads Thatâs my alias I got skillz you see so donât fuck with me Iâll drop mad knowledge at home or at college donât need a reason to type this season so let the words flow and let go or if you got girl get a blow I smoke mad cest I do it the best donât do coke I just like to smoke me and my friends we get by gettin high so legalize it donât scrutinize it I like to skate and often masturbate it feels good I guess it should I stroke it sometimes choke it when Iâm sick I play with my prick heâll be my friend right until the end and thatâs the way it should be so very easy so live life not in strife but be glad not sad and live it to the fullest Shout outs-MY self John aka nads ,Marcelo(Machi),Chris(counselor) ,Albert(capone),Frankie ,Tom,TOmW,Alexandra (bitch),Greg(mk freak),Omar(braids),Wizac(whatâs up with the smoke),Mellisa ,Eddie Murphy(evil ass),Robert Smith and the rest of the cure,bone thugs , mob deep,Extra pepperoni man and so the world is turning past my anus and I spin in the vortex of madness because my mother is getting fatter and fatter in the whole eternity of masturbation madness the artsy dotsy killer whales and all that must suffer and so in this sea of hell we all live within a glass box of shit as in you are welcome to my big box of shit so poop on fat boys and see that it is really when your neck is snapped that you get the ultimate orgasm, as in the masturbation navigations of levity shmevity and all the hell on earth of cyberpimps lords of our penises to jerk off all over cumming on the great white sands of mother earth to see the elevation of my great RED EYE penis head in all the hell of company of heaven to see or not to see if i may be so bold to say that we are all indeed in hell HELL HELL AND SO I PRAY TO YOU THAT WE find a solution to our problems of all that I see and hear in the vast wasteland of jissom masturbation jissom masturbation CUM CUM CUM all over my dog and see that it is all a big lie what in the world do they have to say about me i don't see them in the same light that everyone knows i see myself oh my god i am myself see me in this light oh my god see me see me in the world I know it all loves me me me m em em me me me I LOVE YOU and you see it is me echoNYC yes it all comes together now BIG PIZZA PIE IN THE SKY MY OH MY! There is beauty in nature that can be found nowhere else, in the simplest of nature's offerings,often great beauty is found, as in the blue of a summer sky,backdrop to beautiful billowy clouds; simple, and exquisite and so okay, okay i won't write, but just one question, is that little thing the morning wood fairy? because if it is, it's cute:)