The Surrealist / Stream of Thought writing Thread

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Ly juvh kneoh murhuruh. Bjyvii, alopal juuius skosimaas blarhhu!

Egyafgyr...Ij kaooi akoo aklpoa, zmuujj.

Excuse me, but weren't you the one who ranked my mayonnaise in the top tiers of flaming jelly? By Lord BAHU-AJI-KKO, you are!!
 
I will...as a bonus I'll even do the vocals over a 30 second black metal track I recorded in Fruity Loops just to make things interesting...
 
Posted, look above. Also, copy and paste the link...clicking it for some reason takes you to this page.

My oh my what great pilates you have!!
 
:lol:

Maybe one day I'll start a project of just that...sequencing BM is tough though, so I should find some, you know, musicians...
 
Gyroid names my son Hyurbh. We live a large life on a planar orange this side of Texafornia. I have a dogfish named Turborazor who melts into existence every morning and at 6PM every other day. Time never passes, it only slows down. The inevitable pull towards psychosis is found through melanges of narcotic crania.

From a pulverizing window, air is blown through smokestacks and tube systems which infest my being and violate me twenty-four hours of a year, whatever that is. At the time, it never seems like a bad idea until your body ends up on the other side of the fence. Trying things on in stores never works because freedom is capitalism; you know how the old saying goes: "don't count your chickens before they can rape your mother raw."

From my perception I can see your grotesque longing, seeking me out through a GPS system made of packing peanuts and magma. To touch me, you must roll twenty-five fifty-sided dice. Your total must not exceed five-thousand four-hundred ninety-seven, but it can also not be above zero, or you collapse in a fit of panic, sodomy, and angelmeat.

The elevator never comes down. It only goes ever up.
 
Until I find real band members (and that's even an if), I won't be able to do that. Programming everything yourself takes REAL patience.