Ground

ground flooring meets endup skyline blistered wah pedal to the foot medal, won a trip for 3 to the city.  minds disconnected, out of the loupe at 2x the distance.

sample it, beseige static with signal.  turn up the wah warm, modstikulate it, communize it, be we at it, we 3 play, the oo whats, central.

the mental pause is when you're speaking, and moreover when it is being understood.  meet your chemical.  this is your brain, get on it.  find your light, know your dark.  be focused without staring, airing your casting call uptown downtown no frown.

stream the conciousness on hi def wifis with the bigger gee bees, flying with enough honey, honey, to make it, make it back to the beat, drop baby.

pause and you will find, the room, your vibration is everything.  choice is what keeps it warbled.  whoooooaaaaa whoaaaaaarrr.. that's it, settle it without settling.  the keystrokes stroke it, then sign the signal, in cursive without cursing, express like quick and with characters, text, typed on these screens for your jeans to wear, to share and bear, care, like the cartoon you can technicolor in at any time, warble.

flow like the square wave rounded at the edges, visions on an osciliscope to the meter, battered like french toast, to a toast, at a party, thrown up but not forgotten.  ewwww and ahhhh.. open wider said the sound.

to write in a stream is to walk like a fish.  phish or put, put peek poke your data into the empty space of new glorious universe, for us to enjoy, the vacuum lifted, shifted over, that newness that will never go away, is here to stay with the byte side fire chatter that is the hive mind. mind that tether, weather it and wear it well, done.

this welcome message provided through the love of the conciousness of the near around spacings of the underlings of our minds, the aqua q c 3 w in now and for reals etc san francisco.