Time Space & Me

The spilling juices of anticipating adrenal shot flavored with ciggrette puffs, 84 mm Gold Flake...garnished by the fourty seven percent distillate binged totally dry I ran into the party hall of different spices. Kareoke....exotic musics mixed with local chords. I would sit there as people from every walkes of life congressed to thrash their monotonies...mudane scores of routine chores. The next is a dance hall where beautiful ladies n men do the entertainment. Wow...mussy...unkemt and mesmaric in every sense. They dance well....sing well and disinhibited. Someone at the corner jumps out of his pants and joins the single on the stage. Her hairs sexually intimidating and more so as you travel south....bust appealing to every man's conscience and the hip and the butt.....could be equivalent raved rocket engine. Her moves are smooth like a trailing mercury beads.....executed otherwise with sheer intelligence. I got drawned. The next is the discos.....phenomenal in its essence....demenaure and breeds. With alcohol, nicotine and testestorone chemistry in molecular rush I carried them in the zineth of the call. The sensual organs performing sexual mandate I felt the invitational indulgement. The hip rolled...banged and spanked....the torso went berssak and the knee jelly as the heat fermented the intoxicating desire to burn. The jocky kept everything high like a raising flood. It rose unprecetented. There is a the loner....there is a party animal....hunter...hooker....taster....seer...looker...physical...mental...or even spiritual. I indulged kneading the untitled nirvana of the moment......terminal and yet invoulentary gush of oozing enlightement........