For those of us that walk this earth but are not of this earth the worldly pull, on a constant basis is akin to the relevancy of tendons stretched beyond the outlined norm.
Just clear by less than a nano of a non repairable tear.
Patience, Understanding and Resolve just down the street from the exact corner of destiny.
The fuel gauge all the way to the left, way the hell past the very last line.
Then it happens.
Out of the blue rescue is secure with the presence, the meeting of one of mine.
The tell tale of this occurrence happens in a nano flash riding the very thinnest of any and all perceived vibes.
At least those known to man.
Weapons are for sure the antithesis of completing the entire venture.
Then it happens.
Slamkadammo, Wham Bang Salamo.
Up hard against it before Ya know what hit you.
Yeah.
For sure some dayz just be like dis.
There is no back space button in site.
The rewind knob is off kilter way past the very, very right side of the gauge.
So the fuck hard stuck up into the vortex that any recovery is less than a thin unraveling strand.
But hey.
Don't worry.
Even that blown up realty is less than minute.
Strap your damn ass in.
Keep your head down.
What ever you do.
Do Not attempt to pray for at this point in all relevant time prayer and this Thang called The Lord God All Mighty is nothing but translucent dust in the storm.
Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse.
A knock on the door.
Blasts from the desert storm kickin up dust clocked at 347 degree's Fahrenheit plow though the steel frame door knockin down your skinny old ass.
Seemingly Tweeze are the only remedy.
Yeah.
If Ya live in Colorado.
So there you are.
Stuck in some 4th dimensional hell talking to the no longer living while at the same time laughing off your insane ass.
But not to worry.
The expected rise of Old Sol will remedy all Burning Blisters from the night before.
Just better check to see if your dick is still even attached.
Hopefully everyone will walk away.
So there Ya have it.
Just another ClusterFuck Day In Paradise.
Lucky Fuckin Me.
Now. On To The World.
Grabbing the attention of the world on an articulate strand separates the amateurs from the pro's.
Those who sling the worldly words grab the largest audience.
Seemingly Levant (ISIL or ISIS), the powerful Al Qaeda-inspired group making gains in Syria and Iraq, This cell of Al Quida is on it like no ones business.
These guys are grabbing followers and support on a world wide basis as almost never seen before.
Their grasp of social media speaks volumes. In fact the experts are calling them 'Social Media Pro's.
So now this war against Islam is being fought within social media world wide.
Combining articulation and gore.
Grabbing audiences from near and far.
Hmmm.
Kinda of reminds one of Da Swamp.
Check it out.
How ISIS Is Gaming World's Journalists - Maya Gebeily, Global Post
As usual Realclearworld.com on it again.
Ryan. Out.
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