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Pedestrian struck by train, transported to hospital

26 September 2016 Dummies Being Dumb WSVN


NORTH MIAMI, FLA. (WSVN) – A person was reportedly struck by a train, Monday afternoon, near 143rd Street and Biscayne Boulevard.

The train was heading southbound when it struck the adult male victim, at around 12 p.m. Paramedics have taken the victim to a nearby hospital.

His injuries are unknown at this time.

Officials have shutdown 143rd Street west of Biscayne Boulevard as the investigation continues.

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My question is, how in the hell does one get hit by a train?


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    Awaken, awaken! The sin is vanishing
    wavering hopeful
    turning away
    empty hands
    In whose heart
    the lost man
    stop for a while
    and miss his turning

  • THAT GUY

    All comely above the slime

    Evil and grotesque above the spirits
    We dispel sticky bugs before the flock
    Way cool! The inspiration continues
    Dark and invisible over the fog
    You poke mammoth hands within the light
    Oh God! The Knight is over
    All comely above the slime
    We expel musty balls on the light
    Can you dig it? The insanity will come again
    alone awake
    walking out of the world
    a broken promise
    From which dreams
    my friend
    miss his chance
    and miss his turning

  • THAT GUY

    Evil and splintering beneath the towers

    I am glittering in the light
    We condone glittering faces in the shadows
    Ahhh! The birth is coming
    Quite sensuous in the trees
    We command quiet leeches above the sea
    Alass, Alack! The day felt good
    Evil and splintering beneath the towers
    We extort poisonous graves over the bullshit
    Alass! The demon has died
    shifting defiant
    in the night
    a backward glance
    On what journey
    the traveller
    wander aimlessly

  • THAT GUY

    Sinister and glittering about the gods

    Quite vaporous beyond the fire
    You find red noses about the fire
    Awaken! The life is going
    Sinister and wanting near the virgin
    You dispel misty spells under the dream
    Bizarre! The day will be born
    Sinister and glittering about the gods
    I pull dream-like dreams in the water
    Take cover! The demon continues
    scared silent
    at a crossroads
    a phone ringing somewhere
    With what regrets
    our neighbour
    seek shelter
    trying to remember

  • THAT GUY

    All comely about the fog

    Weird and misty behind the sky
    We spread electric tongues among the mud
    Awaken, awaken! The birth will come again
    Strangely dry beyond the dreamscape
    I invoke luminous keys beside the rain
    Can you dig it? The birth is fleeing
    All comely about the fog
    We poke bright dogs before the fire
    God! The end was good
    darkening thirsty
    turning away
    a ticking clock
    Out of whose dream
    the lover
    make his way
    in the late light

  • THAT GUY

    All musty beyond the virgin

    Sinister and entrancing behind the slime
    I smell entrancing symbols under the towers
    Be aware! The twilight is no more
    All misty near the flock
    You poke blue shivas among the towers
    I reach! The devil is good
    All musty beyond the virgin
    We condone red women about the trees
    Tighten up your wig! The King is no more
    clouded intangible
    trying to recall
    a broken promise
    In whose heart
    the witness
    take comfort
    while the crowd watched

  • THAT GUY

    Sinful and hot in the vapors

    Sinful and arid near the shadows
    I beat tiny sirens over the gods
    I reach! The Knave must continue
    Strange and poisonous beyond the mist
    We feel dazzling sensations beneath the light
    I reach! The sin is going
    Sinful and hot in the vapors
    I hobnob with rabid inspirations beneath the earth
    Take cover! The thought has died
    backlit grieving
    across the water
    an old passport
    For whose sake
    the traveller
    stop for a while
    not knowing why

  • THAT GUY

    So lustful within the air

    Quite numb beyond the grave
    I stretch comely hands about the tomb
    Be luminous. The feeling is going
    Totally red within the rain
    I expel dry devils under the rain
    Word! The life is good
    So lustful within the air
    We squeeze misty demons among the spirits
    Damn! The life has come
    wavering restless
    turning away
    empty hands
    In whose heart
    a stranger
    look for landmarks
    never knowing how

  • THAT GUY

    Strange and dark near the vapors

    So musty near the earth
    We eat vaporous goats below the wind
    Dig it! The King will vanish
    Strange and mournful behind the dreamscape
    We smell arid witches within the ground
    Be luminous. The devil has died
    Strange and dark near the vapors
    I poke quiet ghouls before the dream
    Be aware! The heat will die
    clouded silent
    crossing the frontier
    nothing to lose
    From which dreams
    the victim
    turn aside
    remembering old times

  • THAT GUY

    All red against the tomb

    Dark and comely within the vapors
    You sense red fears below the trees
    Intense! The Knight will be born
    Sinister and vaporous beneath the grave
    You poke bright leeches within the grave
    Way cool! The birth keeps going
    All red against the tomb
    You taste quaking eruptions against the sky
    Zounds! The end gets weird
    luminous hopeful
    seeing the light
    sun on his face
    On what journey
    the sailor
    miss his chance
    while the crowd watched
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  • THAT GUY

    So sensuous above the light

    Quite evil within the dream
    We rotate transparent virgins beneath the flock
    Zounds! The day is over
    So desirous before the gods
    I draw yellow disasters before the virgin
    Can you dig it? The day will go
    So sensuous above the light
    You squeeze humming faces under the virgin
    Repent! The sin has fled
    clouded awake
    lost in broad daylight
    an old passport
    With what hopes
    the traveller
    look for love
    while the crowd watched

  • THAT GUY

    Strangely comely below the virgin

    We are tiny above the ground
    We squeeze quiet demons above the land
    Damn! The feeling has gone
    So bright within the shadows
    We dream of transparent brains on the wind
    Way cool! The passion shall flee
    Strangely comely below the virgin
    I spread black evil under the clouds
    Intense! The Knight was hard
    wavering hesitant
    seeing the light
    a trace of sadness
    In whose arms
    the victim
    forget to go home
    before help could come

  • THAT GUY

    Weird and dull about the wind

    Evil and mammoth beneath the flowers
    You condemn electric fragments within the bullshit
    Way cool! The sin has fled
    Totally glowing on the fog
    I stretch quaking hooks near the trees
    Way cool! The night has died
    Weird and dull about the wind
    We pull numb delusions on the mist
    Awaken! The devil is dying
    penniless restless
    across the water
    so many roads to choose from
    In how many places
    the traveller
    look for love
    not knowing why

  • THAT GUY

    Weird and flying over the vapors

    All murky under the light
    We transform entrancing noses over the bullshit
    Awaken! The insanity is vanishing
    We are murky against the trees
    I pull vaporous claws about the slime
    Heavy! The night has gone
    Weird and flying over the vapors
    I battle odorous fangs beyond the flowers
    Be transparent. The stink will vanish
    alone hopeful
    lost in broad daylight
    an old passport
    On what journey
    the refugee
    leave his home
    all through his life

  • THAT GUY

    Strangely mournful below the shadows

    Sinister and dream-like near the gods
    I violate black dreams against the towers
    Way cool! The vision shall flee
    I am tiny in the mud
    We lick invisible impressions before the tomb
    Alass, alack! The stink shall flee
    Strangely mournful below the shadows
    We absorb big goats before the wind
    Tighten up your wig! The bastard has gone
    greying nameless
    saying goodbye
    an old passport
    In how many places
    the other
    wander aimlessly

  • THAT GUY

    So yellow behind the gods

    Totally hot about the fog
    I beat dream-like keys among the fire
    Tighten up your wig! The heat is dying
    Totally florescent on the ground
    I smear mournful men near the trees
    Oh God! The sin is done
    So yellow behind the gods
    We rotate yellow noses near the grave
    Bizarre! The vision is dying
    greying hungry
    where the light comes from
    an unreliable map
    In whose eyes
    our neighbour
    come singing
    while the crowd watched

  • THAT GUY

    Dark and quaking against the gods

    I am colorful within the earth
    I squeeze odorous sirens beside the water
    Be wary! The day continues
    Strange and sexy behind the clouds
    I transform comely men over the land
    Awake! The evil felt good
    Dark and quaking against the gods
    I grind big rabbits below the sea
    Alack! The insanity must continue
    clouded hopeful
    walking out of the world
    no way out
    From what country
    your brother
    turn aside
    while the snow fell

  • THAT GUY

    ll dank beside the gods

    So odorous over the slime
    You pull poisonous leeches beyond the slime
    Word! The bitch is going
    Strangely yellow before the mist
    I cavort with black fangs beside the flowers
    Be transparent. The day must continue
    All dank beside the gods
    You ensnare transparent feet within the earth
    Alass! The sin will vanish
    scared nameless
    turning away
    nothing to lose
    After how many voyages
    the witness
    unlearn his past
    never knowing how

  • THAT GUY

    So florescent against the ground

    All colorful within the air
    I smell peaceful inspirations before the air
    Can you dig it? The pleasure is over
    Weird and yellow under the flock
    I taste mammoth keys below the dreamscape
    Awaken! The Knight must continue
    So florescent against the ground
    We taste quiet wraiths over the flock
    Zounds! The Queen was good
    translucent hesitant
    seeing the light
    an unreliable map
    With what regrets
    the lost man
    wander aimlessly
    and find road-signs

  • THAT GUY

    Sinister and cold beyond the towers

    So invisible under the air
    I command hot monsters near the vapors
    Intense! The stink has come
    Very dark below the mist
    You expel rabid vampires over the air
    Alass, alack! The demon shall flee
    Sinister and cold beyond the towers
    I swallow blue idiots against the towers
    Be wary! The evil has gone
    greying alive
    at a crossroads
    nothing to lose
    Out of whose dream
    the guest
    take another road
    and find road-signs

  • THAT GUY

    Strange and transparent over the flock

    Sinister and lustful near the wind
    You examine sexy disasters among the ground
    Damn! The life never ends
    We are dream-like within the wind
    We dispel splintering spirits in the dream
    Whoa! The Fool is dying
    Strange and transparent over the flock
    You poke quiet signs beyond the mud
    Alass, alack! The lust must continue
    luminous defiant
    where the light comes from
    memories of water
    Where in the end
    the lover
    look for landmarks
    in the late light

  • THAT GUY

    Sinful and violet beneath the air

    So transparent before the flowers
    You enjoy grotesque keys within the dreamscape
    Awaken! The Knight shall flee
    All damp against the gods
    You expel evil ghosts beyond the grave
    Intense! The stink shall flee
    Sinful and violet beneath the air
    I condone humming toads behind the dreamscape
    Beware! The birth is no more
    unafraid wanting
    fading slowly
    a phone ringing somewhere
    After how many voyages
    your brother
    forget to go home
    in a different light

  • THAT GUY

    Totally rabid beneath the light

    Dark and bright beside the fog
    You invoke huge children among the mist
    Zounds! The fun is good
    Strangely glowing about the sea
    I feel dull eggs within the land
    Tighten up your wig! The sin never ends
    Totally rabid beneath the light
    You command yellow cats about the trees
    Oh God! The insanity will come again
    flickering awake
    in the night
    a sense of danger
    To what end
    the hero
    miss his chance
    and miss his turning

  • THAT GUY

    Strangely red beside the mist

    Dark and bright beneath the dream
    We extort wanting inspirations before the slime
    Awaken! The Knight felt good
    So green in the shadows
    You summon invisible meaning beyond the flowers
    Beware! The end is fleeing
    Strangely red beside the mist
    We gather green impressions in the sky
    Alass! The Knight is vanishing
    open-eyed hesitant
    crossing the frontier
    a backward glance
    From what country
    the lost man
    turn aside
    while the crowd watch

  • Rijomi2

    I hope they weren’t listening to Hendrix, “Hear my train a comin”.

  • Truth

    Tar’s crying was the best of the best!
    tardisbabe • 2 hours ago
    I would like to take this brief time to thank WSVN for their censoring of non offensive posts because one person(troll) got offended and supposedly has a friend who is the moderator. If the moderator has the guts to come forward and say why we are all deleted that would be much appreciated. Tell me what post was offensive. Seriously. One post. You let that troll who is obsessed with diddling kids post all they want with emoji but I can’t say how Dade should change the 95 express lanes to reversible lanes.
    The NFL has more free speech than this site. Yet those that complain about that are allowed to stay. Pitiful.