Leviticus, Chapter 23
1. Substitute day, and a return unto
A sender of something, as to another place,
That hasn't the wherewithal to get there either;
I will open it again and learn
That which is already known to be such
As isn't so much.
2. And it's not mine, but a,
And is the right way round.
For as I set the seasons,
I reprise, reply, replay;
It's substitution day.
3. And Sabbath is the seventh,
Whence the lord, in all thy dwellings,
Is up for doing nothing;
Or Sabbath is the sixth;
I don't care.
4. And welcome to my channel,
It's great to have each of you still with me-
A man who speaks of people
By their purpose,
Himself as his own singer,
With- such are the seasons,
Even, holy convocations,
For want to be sure of a constant,
It's Senhal,
An obscure term
For an old friend.
5. Love, love, lo, this is not
Of a cloven love, Leviticus,
I will speak of it
Unto sundry strangers and neighbours,
As just one more month's dusk
Then it'll be passover,
Not once.
Not twice,
Not once.
Love.
So we can still imagine a time
When all of this will go again;
6. But a day will approach
When, if there is something
That can look back,
Could think that 'here' and 'then'
Are really very close;-
And I wonder if they saw
The strings of direct attachment,
Lining their behaviours;
Just flour and water,
But I don't think so;
Still, anytime was closer to history than this one,
So what do I know?
7. If I were to put the onus
On to the impossible,
Then what was light-hearted and playful,
Would be wont to become ridden and surly;
Lord, being an influencer is a serious endeavour,
For how many unsuccessful oblations are there
That are out there? Lo, state your appreciation;
Don’t just wing it. Plan it out in kalends,
Of which are reckon'd to be backwards; so,
To start, do nothing.
8. After a week,
Let's go-
Gift your influencers' grift,
For, when you so do this,
It strokes the ego of the flames,
Who then add unto the savour of sacrifice,
Thus, get me it up;
Make it smolder,
Then, use its fatal nature
To activate the future.
9. And simple:
These are nacks,
To muster control
Over gods;
Are junk and have been;
That we all have interest vested-
Let ignorance of it control
Hereafter, same, so anon and amen.
10. Crowdsplain-
First fruit the priest
Hard and long,
Find the tunnels,
Writing what's impossible
For the brain to conceive,
That it may then be read back of,
To supplant and supersede;
So become possible.
11. And thither, the Wheatchief
Will wave the sheaf
Tomorrow-
See how it goes?
Ol' Cathode Ray, and
Non-mathmatical aesthetic identities,
The spirit of the radio take her.
12. That once the sheaf
And all the while
Be specific unto thy niche-
Nativize unto thy platform,
For, the experience shall follow
The rhyzome's swerve and function,
So that the user-expectation be wrought
From whence the contents be placed- In this case,
Add in a lamb shank ponzi scheme to my platform;
Smells wonderful.
13. So unto the titular character,
Exerting such low level leverage as
Begetteth me of an ephah cake,
And a quarter hin of wine;
I don't need the free stuff,
I am a successful influencer,
But shouldst you want me to advertise for suckers
On my platform that I have built myself for free;
Well, we're all getting along so good.
14. Then it's me first,
And simple: see-
That our boldest endeavours,
And most exciting adventures-
They have not yet even begun;
That, in spite of all the detritus,
In the teeth of all that we've done, my boys,
I tell you: The best
Is yet
To come.
15. Then, 49 days later,
Seek whence
Thought might come in sequence,
And I'm really so blessed and thankful to you all for being here;
So, as thought comes in sequence
And thus, it wasn't known where
We are going here as we begun.
O tensions, retensions-
I use to used to run.
16. Know, influencers, I am the hype;
So on-brand that I can give unto you,
And through you, the trick-
Pyramid that still stands
For the thousands-
Round it up;
So nice.
17. And, super relevant-
Optimize continuously, also,
Compensate me handsomely; while
Sacrifice may seem like a quick-success marketing strategy,
It isn’t so.
Such are the things that keep not happening;
More food please.
18. Lots more,
This is why the burden of proof for rhetorical claim
Shall falleth shortly
As among the Open Wounde who should maketh of such a claim;
It is not upon the world to provide him a fallacy,
But he, who's to prove the world its truth; which,
Across all channels,
He, rerewise, hath been completely unable to do.
19. So suffer him his own precarity;
And then some;
Think back to when,
Twirrup twipip,-pwiwip,
Suwee, psu, swoo swsoo,
So sweepeth they in song,
As we, quiet,
Through our blossom comedown,
That hideth our tiny singers,
And the bulgence behind the wiltage,
In the verges,
Be of burgeoning seed.
20. And everyone wave;
All this- so good as is it to be;
And though under a hail
Of black tormentors,
Our torment,
And through its over-drone,
With no one remembering it happening,
But, who'll remember the photograph?
21. Sit back;
You've lost everything,
So lo, olah, you remember how mother died-
Bringing cow parsley into the tent of meaning;
For she went by the umbels as we'd walked on the plain,
And they had reminded her of those lace cushions
That her ladies-in-waiting had carried,
And so gave them the name.
22. Embassadors,
Leave thy corners to disillusion;
A true influencer ideally keeps doing
What they genuinely gain of a passion for.
They know their value and their need is not to shew it,
So spend a lot of time reading news and sharing opinions with others online.
By buying-up dozens of potential plots,
They help to plot the exodus to less,
And stake an astronaut over the shape of a woman.
But politics isn’t about the weird worship of one dude,
So his words became their actions.
23. Is it worth your time
To try and ignore that, if,
What you are listening to
Is the most effective form of advertising-
A babbling of a technique
That hath impostulated language,
Then, should things go well,
We may even be able to rend a cross-paracleation
With phantom trust-collaborators,
Interested in guest-posting for backlinks and exposure,
Thus, marrying into micro-influencers,
And so tap into our y.
24. But be consistent:
For my favourite casts come out the same-
Here, crowdplain how a seventh month is a
Sound the trumpet month;
See how it goes?
Lo, but half of me struggles with the whimsy
Of the other side that's yet so entranced;
No, I'm not sure why, it's just the way I feel.
25. Down tools, more please.
Gnaw your own head off.
All things positivity- and
It is always negotiation;
Not:
You bring it to the tabernacle,
I sing-
There is no shortness of spirit
In opinion
To be cut down.
Equal positives, so unto
Those things that keep not happening.
26. There are voices you hear of,
As quoted as begetters of insightful opinion,
Who art themselves never made extant,
Being only reported hereto as sources,
And lo, that they are the influencers.
And I'm super curious as to know what you guys think;
Please be sure to leave your comments amid the margins.
27. Thence, afflict thy souls,
For, tis atonement day-
We're ten into the seventh,
And the snap's back when I was
An offensive lineman,
And the pass sent over-
The big lie, long, long to the long deceiver,
Ah, burnt offerings-
How original,
Best look unto the analytics,
And if they give you not access there unto ,
Verily, you are going to have to fight,
Fight as peaceful as Sheol,
Down, deep down and dirty-
I'm not going to call it off.
28. Down tools;
Atone to the dial tone,
No one calls;
Let Ladder Capital
Createth of the sponsored post-
Like many on the medium,
To use an ode-
I used to play the role;
To laugh and laugh;
Laugh til I despised all there was to laugh at,
And then I stopped,
And in the silence, saw what I had done.
29. But laughing is not so bad.
We've been a good wee band.
Yes we have.
No one is coming after us.
And if you're alright, mack,
You'll get cut off.
30. So workers got destroyed
That day,
And Aaron was frustrated,
And livid. Reach round;
Feel thy spine.
The way people stop you
From being helpful
When you are helpful,
So that you cannot be helpful,
So that they can cut you
From your people.
31. Tardiness in perpetuity,
Aye, today, it is Yplangenday-
Well, I'll have to put myself
Through some more adamantine
Paces than god allows, else
I'll never get enough done.
32. And be bold,
For, you'll need to deracinate;
Chancers are toxic vocations
Within the tent of meaning;
It's content; it's all content-
Divide and game, so-
Focus and grow.
I mean to make sure
That you are a consistent-
Start of the ninth evening ,
End of the next.
33. God doesn't eat though,
That I can see-
For all that we give him,
God doesn't eat.
34. Crowd, 15/7, and tabernacle feast week;
Still his words became their actions,
Shrill, until the doctrine of laches,
When the searched-after
Faithless elector went libertarian,
Like many on the medium,
Clade unto such bolled and novel obstacles
What stretched where chance was slim,
And slim was still in quarantine.
35. To start again, down tools,
For, lo, if you want to be in a prison camp,
You needst allow yourself the luxury
Of being stupid enough to get captured.
36. Sacrifice? Spluttereth the LORD:
But I'm fed up with so much burnt rubbish,
I wish for forced fresh rhubarb,
So shunt and jive; I've
Optimized, and optimize continuously.
37. Drinks break; take life indicting,
Gratify all at a local craven hire scheme,
Go abroad singing, so merrylike,
To slough off the whole
As one enormous rhyzome.
Deus Hic!
God is drunk!
I heard that, Brian Leg-Coverall.
38. O well done Jehus,
And good to be with you,
Yes you,
Who are good in a crisis;
A reminder-
I'm working with mischief.
39. Wait, rest again,
To live is to live through
An embarrassment of times,
Damarkated as meaningful riches,
That will not be well remembered.
Really, I am so blessed.
40. But try to ask of a question;
So that thy congregation
Might make communion in answer,
See how it goes? Say,
But why, isn't it
A bit like palm sunday?
The stream changeth its name
As it passeth through each neighbourhood.
I knew it as;
Well it doesn't matter-
You're not reposting, nor liking my banal repartee,
So, unfollow.
41. And it goes; for
I have giv'n unto them a scapegoat,
But they cast it not out;
So shall there be a reaving that will follow, and
Themselves, they shall be cut off from.
42. Then all ye home-born booth dwellers
In dwelling booths,
Shall dwell in booths seven days and know
That you are living in the rhyzome..
43. And everyone will know that I made you do this-
The old booth dwellers, needing my rescue out of Egypt,
So weakened, the Open Wounde stayeth open;
And remember to tell us what you think,
Way down, deep down, down in the margins.
44. And Mose went about with the crowdsplaining
Old loud-haler;
A simple fellow out of storybook glen,
From the tent of meaning,
From the twilight men,
He ran and told-
And the thing is,
They were too clever
To not know what they were doing-
So the target becomes bios;
Is the common psychle,
The answer- How would you like it? Is
- 'I didn't'.
And that therein has a hold and salience,
As before tends to be the best time to regret-
It is a kind of nonsense.
I'm so merry
I'm so merry and sad.
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