Surreeling from the fx of newfoundlands of emotions

Two weeks without a drink or a smoke and I'm beyond reality, so far that if you examine the syntacticality of this made up story that you won't even follow the first thought, let alone the middle 8 sentences of infinite madnuts. 8 sentences I mean the sentence of 8 weeks; 6 weeks is a long time and 8 is infinity, my sentential obsequies for reasonable sense and words now follow.

My opening is beyond belief but please believe it if you want to see it then step right up and I'll show you, I went to the bar and at first they thought it was a hoax, but by the time I found my flow both my minder and I were in no doubt of the severity of the laughter that was on its way. J2O is my juice, and if you're celebrating a birthday and fortunate enough to have found yourself a pub full of the mentally ill and the physically afflicted then you're also keen to escape the occasion and glance at the insanity while it stares back behind you and wonders just how the years have failed to take their toll on you.

Pointlessness defined is continuing to babble incoherently in the hope that eventually the pieces fall into place and hang together like a coin pusher, the drug pusher has no chance any more because the thread snapped and not even the sky looks real: WHAT IS THAT IN THE AIR? This isn't stream of consciousness, before you try to pigeonhole it, the whole collection of flying emotions has everything to do with the cold at 5am this morning and nothing to do with ignoring my minder, who is now mindful of the fact that I only bought a thin laptop to make my lap look fatter.

When I find a way to double-post, your poster boys will fall and your poster bed will collapse, you'll find you can untie yourself too, this isn't a relapse, it's a new way to relax and you're yet to grasp such basic facts, so I write a crass rhyme to bring music to your ears and help you forget what your deeper feelings struggle to comprehend.

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|economics|
Deficit may lead to consumption if there is domestic investment.
Excess on current acount: consumption for future generations.
Deficits often associated with international competitiveness.
|end of economics|

{meaning?}

you forget about desire, and then a moment may come when you suddenly remember it, and you spring into action.

{really?}

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P O EM E T R I CITY
(ahem)
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Plosives appeal like rosies
Brangdabblish and uff
Trewpaz kadum yo
Restolutivisionism brakered hard
Nonsense NONSENSE nonsense
Likeyougiveafuck?
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*If you blinked as prettily as your eyelashes suggested you could, then the happiness would flow*