randomosity 4

randomosity 4

A Poem by wyrd

randomosity 4

 Among other oddities, some hikers have been spotted scaling the mountain carrying a ball with a golden ring, strung together by a single thread.

almost directly below, the former Economic History student is squatting in the middle of her living room carpet, rummaging through a suitcase stuffed with lace garters, feathered face masks and beaded n****e tassels.
Girl Scouts hiding secret sex agenda
Conspiracism is not so much a psychological ailment in and of itself
as it is a symptom of a mind in flight from reality
A grizzled man wearing a white linen smock, who calls himself Jean, set up a yurt in the forest a couple of years ago to prepare for the earth's demise.
While American travel agents have been offering special, one-way deals to witness the end of the world, a neighbouring village, Saint-Paul de Fenouillet, has produced a wine to celebrate the occasion.
"the sole aim is the pursuit of female sexual pleasure". 
the "manipulator" in 1870 �" a steam-powered d***o used by doctors to relieve symptoms of "hysteria" in women �"
Use what you have
Use what there is
people are not food
guns are not magic
not everything that happens is divine intervention
True, but I prefer to give him credit  unless I have reason to belive otherwise
It seems polite

There was a storm of butterflies outside the door.

If your confusion leads you in the right direction
the results can be uncommonly rewarding

Hunam society performs two basic functions
to care for the weak
and to control the ambitious
People tend to get defensive when the integrity of their national sport is impugned.
Academics know very little about the practicalities of white collar crime.
Unseasonably cold weather makes people cheat profilically
so do
heavy rain
and wind

Happiness is an ilusion
and some times so is thia soup
time is an illusion
lunch time doubly so
the more nothing happens
the more unlikely it all seems
every now and then we find ourselves living through moments
that make no sense at all
once upon a time 
wasn't as long ago as it used to be
space-time is grimly determined 
to make me a more effective prankster
It is the role of art 
is it not?
To make monsters 

tis very strange 
men should be so fond of being thought of as
wickeder than they are
as long as people are going to call you a 
lunitic anyway
why not get the benifit of it?
It frees you from convention
He was certain she had an infirmity
some rare, peculiar
mental disorder from birth
that made her do the opposite
 of what any athority figure told her

This from a militant atheist 
with a gay agenda

© 2012 wyrd

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:D Totally kick a*s! lol You've got the randomness down with style and a fantastic way to weave reality into insanity that pulses with humor. Very much enjoyed!


Posted 12 Years Ago

This is awesome its so random yet all makes sense. the girl scouts with a sex agenda made me giggle so hard, as did the end about free hugs and a gay agenda

Posted 12 Years Ago

I love it

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on March 26, 2012
Last Updated on March 26, 2012



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paranoid delusional pyromaniac with a most excellent sense of humor. more..

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