Chlorpromazine

I awoke to a complex chemistry. So, I went to a neuro-surgeron inquisitively to see what she could see. But she only knows what she's taught so I turned to a Tree to see what the throught. And he asked:'When does three equai one plus one?' The answer is Birth - Life's creation
Then suddenly flames rushed past. Green turned to black, and Life turned to ash.
Because I believe in everything, I'm convinced of nothing. United we ran - divided we crawl. It just takes a common enemy to make a friend. Marry hope and fear, invent a colo.
And so, its gone as quickly as it came. Ragningtides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and, thus, was born a cloud above. But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one.
In harmony with graviy - always bring evrithyng down.
Tear out your mother-tongue-chlorpromazine incursion - the right of the vioceless will be revaeled.
Flesh is food and bone is stone. A grey matter case dor inner demon's microphones. Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters. A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber. Logics tough but brains are sweet, we've served ours up for the demons to feed. Projected loathsome apathy redefines reality. Paranoid self-victimization in a cage of skin; rage and intimidation lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice