If you want the devil, you'll have to go with his horns too. Quite ugly maybe too.
At least though more honest.
Then again I ain't only bad, I'll also be angelic, but then I got to use my wings to soar the skies of these lands.
I'll have to sprinkle some of this some of that, Je ne sais quoi.
A very rich aroma of all earthbound life.
Faintly sweeping past my tongue, my eyes (though invisible, yet not intangible) and my nose.
I'll take a strong whiff of this odorous, calamitous, burning, smouldering, reverberating sound, close to orgasmic.
My knees start shaking, my eyes start to water, my lungs start to purge this generous dose of Crazyness.
My hair starts flailing wildly without the faintest of winds.
My arteries start gushing, pulsing louder than even my voice. They start shaking mountains and smallish hills.
All of creation swept under one rug.
Ohh, there is one more kernel of dust
Hmm, where to put this dot of Something.
What if it is sustained by something invisible?
What if I am also sustained and under the sway, crazily, drunkingly and unblinkingly of this same ...
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