ZEROS ONES

tHERE IS MACHINE THAT A FRIEND OF MINE REMINDED ME OF, THE CONSCIOUSNESS PROJECT. IT ISSUES GRAPHED TREMORS WHEN HUMAN CATASTROPHIES OCCUR.
THE LINNING OF MY SKULL HAS BEEN PAPERED IN THE LITTLE ZEROS AND ONES WHEN I OPEN MY MOUTH CARPETS OF ZEROS AND ONES ISSUE. I AM A HUMAN TREMOR AND I REGISTER THE CATASTROPHE OF SUFFERING. eXQUISTE PAIN OF SUPRAMUNDANE NOCHALANT FLOGGING ITSELF INVISIBLY INTO THE NIGHT.
tELEPAHIC SONGS, BEINGS ARE MILLIONS, CARS RACE UP AND DOWN BULEVARDS ALL OVER THE WORLD WEREEVER FUELS ARE SOLD, OCCUPANTS CONSTANTLY SEARCHING FOR SEX. jUST LIKE BONGWATER, BUT MY CD PLAYER ISNT ON, YET I CHANNEL THE ZEROS AND ONES.