Prologue
I got awakened by my G.I.R.D. around midnight ---VIOLENT Paroxysms, a THUNDERSTORM of body wrecking, mind bending, ex-PLOSIONS. As I keel-ed over the Porcelain Princess in Death Submission there was Intellectual Activity occurring, as if in some sort of Harbor Sanctuary. As I retched out the first mile of Small Intestine the title of this blog was spelled put. I was under a SPELL alrite, a Spell that shoulda-been >> SpHELL. This was NOT anything new. Despite such SEVERE Duress -- my MIND was Clear enough to receive, in Lucid Faculty,, Info and Data from the Supreme Broad-Caster. Not even "WTF" approaches this Condition of Calm Reflexivity.
Cell Block : Heaven WTF was THAT "All About" ?
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