crapping rainbows in your brain

"What's that?" I hear you say.  Pro-Life Cyborgs for Jesus?  Christ, Jim, that's absurd.  It's like Reptilian Overlords for the Easter Bunny.  A magick imp spirit, polymorphing his way into your heart, only to rip out all humanity in you.

See, that is the way it will be.  The pope has chosen not to go to the hospital.  This is in effect, him denying treatment that could potentially prolong his life.  No matter how fucking shitty it is.

The hardest core of these so-called pro-lifers, commit vigilante "justice" in the name of the unborn souls.

But are not these souls little cabbage patch kid heads, growing in a garden?  They ascended to heaven to take seed there, amongst the clouds, springing up to new life in the glorious light of Jesus H. Christ (the H is for Hitler -- I'm going to hell for that one.)

OK... back on the track. 

i lied, i made some art instead.

i'm tired now.

maybe i can pick this up in a less stoned manner tomorrow.

sorry ray for the whole stoned silliness thing that you hate so much... :)