If your capacity for ambiguity misunderestimates

Liniment destroyed the time of fabulous uncertainty of the pharos of the erstwhile republic of ghana in a tapestry of celluloid dreams that went putrid after the opening of the finale in a contemporary altitude befitting the benevolence of a turbulent and rhetoric past.

Unbeknown to the general public the lucifers get into the souls of hurt humans to extract revenge and permit their base nature to triumph killing looting burning innocence destroyed in the hubris that followed a decadent and unsporting system of archways and canals that irrigated the nabobs and their harems in times of famine and prosperity was around the corner looking for a proper time to enter the plagiarism of unventilated farm houses deep in debt.

The thrill did not end in the unlikely ghost towns of the mid west or the far east but in the latitude where the longitude did not perform their daily ablutions to the satisfaction of the hunched Brahmin priest who was eating a ghee crispened dosa with masala and chutney and a lot of sambar that was not anything like burger or sandwich or hot dog in the verandah of Mrs. Eileen who never inhabited the guest houses that were opened for tourists who wanted to visit the botanical gardens at night 1 pm the trains went by to cloud the dreams of the girls in the hostel who were covered with the smoke of the kitchens that made the dosas crispened with ghee also called clarified butter.

That apart from the situation of the impoverished maharaja who accompanied bangle sellers rustic dancers streetside magicians and snake charmers on a cultural airplane to france that showcased the cultural richness of the subcontinent that the battle of plassy consigned to the bin dust of historical prejudices that exist in the natural and unnatural worlds of polycarp who embodied the disemboweled abdomens of the south American bean bag.

Bush was misunderestimating the quantity of butter inside the sandwich in his left hand counterbalancing with policy in his right after the luxury of bathing his toe in 45 degrees Fahrenheit and some other centipede would descend upon the peaceful surroundings of an affluent neighborhood that had gone to the dogs of war that populated the basement of eleven thousand five hundred and ninety nine windows opened for the French revolution so that they could eat cake even if it was one small step for mankind and a large leap for Tommy that was playing in the aisle with the airhostess who tripped over the carpet that bulged in the middle of the night when m night shyamalan rose from the stupor of being in the darkness of a midnight siesta that woke up the afternooners in the Mediterranean region that embalmed and caressed the native north American Canadian and Alaskan who were not so close to the Eskimos trying to coax the Humboldt current to their side?