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89 sets of eyes had seen the first eighth made public, Tobagoan dimes, then it was 96 I made'em up, bought the whole mint, and went into serious business, re-evaluating dime bags, when John D, Mr. Dee, he hands me this silver dime, about 1917. Says he, gimme the Time's and I'm about to when into 2022 i-sense, calculualualchange in time, on a dime among many, my own dime. I invested that liberty given me, for using old news in good ways once used to force a reading of the rules. Would there were a Daysman, betwixt us. would we had this tech back when, term papers - ended curiosity or drove home the point to madness, all you know, ex plodes… pop. And if you breathe another line per haps it is one of mine, we think at old printer's devil, filling space, pace. Skimming troposh-pherical Miramarical, thought speed past the other way one of these days, you said, these days, we say today. You are safe where now is today, and not when this whole lesson in shared pain per gain, proud son, prior to changes in the rules - is allowed to lead to gun play game on. That fast. The future has me in it from the start/ I have a mind to tell you all I know, Pro-ver-bee, do be, do, you know It was an organized mind, rhearranger of my fingers on these keys, i-i-I ai ai ai think these keys, were magic in the beginning, some men trusted in horses, some men trusted in leasing and releasing land… who won? Eh, not o'er yet. EH, they have wakened a sleeping giant, yeah, I paid a price to discover that fact. Dillon, Montana, storefront all johnnyrebbed up. I lost the best phone I ever owned, with all the evidence of hoped for things attained and apprehended with full ready set for alz-heimlichkeit kriegspeigel- mir-ror mar-velous. World of 2022. Within Covideo 5G- wiz mom the fridge is 5G G is for Guidance, child. Traditions do not change truths. Oaths welded to the guardian's heart, pow wer wordsssun-ng choking in dust, as the eagles gather round the whole idea -comfort, ease in security, we exist in air, as words people think after reading something old, fifty years, ago, change wa'swift, an entire jubilee for most all sworn legit-liga-mental mind made up to be a way for a reason, oaths, Breach of contract, old school rules, you lie, you die, before you unveil the secret place, we be, in, I mean, so help me, God, on the Bible-level like on TV, depending on your experience in the realm of words. You are now a Kierkeyardian Troen Ridder Wannabe. Some things you may imagine, leave percussion… - humms al'lowed to fifteen since then, - that summer with Pattie Maffeo - whoa, this idea- drum roll Rudd, Hersey made me up, and I grew up, in here. -- Phidelity is only secret to those who must hide. Inside us, outside us, inside me is not inside you. These are words, these are sense in your head, more swiftly than the author choses to believe. Ping, chorus, another one bites the dust. Isolation in realization that an ifery, an actual one real-live ifery situation, with the body environment alive and breathing and comfortable, thanks for allowing that, I bring some every time I come, pop you can't say that. right or wrong, how long is ruled valid in code any kid in any country can translate. Who says we saw every thing change. When we was young, faster paster now as then, I swore as real as any ride I ever imagined alone. All things are better when you know, though. A churchyard child bade me listen, you may know as we grow in knowledge, as a species, from a phylum at the core… we can, and have we can imagine, yes, and have haps, in pers and mays, hap-pen happenstance, Manifest on TV, that is power to convey a story, requiring minds with binge-in-Covid-season, after season, immunity to cliché ¿ make every idle guess reasonate Hate ain't 'hate when I do that' kinda thing hate is evil, you know, no idle word, evil living words can hold any thought a team of two agree to allow - spacetime to think-? G-qualified Art Intuition, this is not **** we know it when we see it, what is this thing we agreed with, this corporate structure, many many many tiered this tinker toy thing A Robin Williams seed, I think, Jim Hunt. What dreams have come. And we aren't done. Icahn's history, I was not even in the game. Here's one, eight lines from go go go man go gotcha, johnny be good slood on a legendary curse into sec-secondcoming.com justice, sir, I must say, I just ring the bell. --------------- hello poetry hello world 5G and starlink, if I stay in the green zone// From Montana, that 5G fridge, messaged me, my almond milk is out of use by, did you die? we know you are old. We will check again. At random, I assume, my captain's chair, and survey my realm - 26 thousand unread emails… how much - is my pending attention to any one worth? I rub my stubble and scratch my half year hair. I oughta get up and go/ chorus there, and go I ought get up and go, but I got no place I'd rather be, right now, with you… who stole that from some show, no body you don' know. Some things happen, when you know, they do… the color does not set the mood the time just hasta be right. mama mama always wished to know, when does it end, when does it end, electric shock begins, the folding in daze, folding pages in donated Sears & Roebuck's catalogues, to make door stops, to hold ever locked doors open, for our grand children, wait and see, in deep dementia, did she mention…
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Jul 29, 2022
Jul 29, 2022 at 11:40 PM UTC
This not my dementia, you can use it
89 sets of eyes had seen the first eighth made public, Tobagoan dimes, then it was 96 I made'em up, bought the whole mint, and went into serious business, re-evaluating dime bags, when John D, Mr. Dee, he hands me this silver dime, about 1917. Says he, gimme the Time's and I'm about to when into 2022 i-sense, calculualualchange in time, on a dime among many, my own dime. I invested that liberty given me, for using old news in good ways once used to force a reading of the rules. Would there were a Daysman, betwixt us. would we had this tech back when, term papers - ended curiosity or drove home the point to madness, all you know, ex plodes… pop. And if you breathe another line per haps it is one of mine, we think at old printer's devil, filling space, pace. Skimming troposh-pherical Miramarical, thought speed past the other way one of these days, you said, these days, we say today. You are safe where now is today, and not when this whole lesson in shared pain per gain, proud son, prior to changes in the rules - is allowed to lead to gun play game on. That fast. The future has me in it from the start/ I have a mind to tell you all I know, Pro-ver-bee, do be, do, you know It was an organized mind, rhearranger of my fingers on these keys, i-i-I ai ai ai think these keys, were magic in the beginning, some men trusted in horses, some men trusted in leasing and releasing land… who won? Eh, not o'er yet. EH, they have wakened a sleeping giant, yeah, I paid a price to discover that fact. Dillon, Montana, storefront all johnnyrebbed up. I lost the best phone I ever owned, with all the evidence of hoped for things attained and apprehended with full ready set for alz-heimlichkeit kriegspeigel- mir-ror mar-velous. World of 2022. Within Covideo 5G- wiz mom the fridge is 5G G is for Guidance, child. Traditions do not change truths. Oaths welded to the guardian's heart, pow wer wordsssun-ng choking in dust, as the eagles gather round the whole idea -comfort, ease in security, we exist in air, as words people think after reading something old, fifty years, ago, change wa'swift, an entire jubilee for most all sworn legit-liga-mental mind made up to be a way for a reason, oaths, Breach of contract, old school rules, you lie, you die, before you unveil the secret place, we be, in, I mean, so help me, God, on the Bible-level like on TV, depending on your experience in the realm of words. You are now a Kierkeyardian Troen Ridder Wannabe. Some things you may imagine, leave percussion… - humms al'lowed to fifteen since then, - that summer with Pattie Maffeo - whoa, this idea- drum roll Rudd, Hersey made me up, and I grew up, in here. -- Phidelity is only secret to those who must hide. Inside us, outside us, inside me is not inside you. These are words, these are sense in your head, more swiftly than the author choses to believe. Ping, chorus, another one bites the dust. Isolation in realization that an ifery, an actual one real-live ifery situation, with the body environment alive and breathing and comfortable, thanks for allowing that, I bring some every time I come, pop you can't say that. right or wrong, how long is ruled valid in code any kid in any country can translate. Who says we saw every thing change. When we was young, faster paster now as then, I swore as real as any ride I ever imagined alone. All things are better when you know, though. A churchyard child bade me listen, you may know as we grow in knowledge, as a species, from a phylum at the core… we can, and have we can imagine, yes, and have haps, in pers and mays, hap-pen happenstance, Manifest on TV, that is power to convey a story, requiring minds with binge-in-Covid-season, after season, immunity to cliché ¿ make every idle guess reasonate Hate ain't 'hate when I do that' kinda thing hate is evil, you know, no idle word, evil living words can hold any thought a team of two agree to allow - spacetime to think-? G-qualified Art Intuition, this is not **** we know it when we see it, what is this thing we agreed with, this corporate structure, many many many tiered this tinker toy thing A Robin Williams seed, I think, Jim Hunt. What dreams have come. And we aren't done. Icahn's history, I was not even in the game. Here's one, eight lines from go go go man go gotcha, johnny be good slood on a legendary curse into sec-secondcoming.com justice, sir, I must say, I just ring the bell. --------------- hello poetry hello world 5G and starlink, if I stay in the green zone// From Montana, that 5G fridge, messaged me, my almond milk is out of use by, did you die? we know you are old. We will check again. At random, I assume, my captain's chair, and survey my realm - 26 thousand unread emails… how much - is my pending attention to any one worth? I rub my stubble and scratch my half year hair. I oughta get up and go/ chorus there, and go I ought get up and go, but I got no place I'd rather be, right now, with you… who stole that from some show, no body you don' know. Some things happen, when you know, they do… the color does not set the mood the time just hasta be right. mama mama always wished to know, when does it end, when does it end, electric shock begins, the folding in daze, folding pages in donated Sears & Roebuck's catalogues, to make door stops, to hold ever locked doors open, for our grand children, wait and see, in deep dementia, did she mention…
Tech that functions is so easy to entreat...
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Jul 29, 2022
Jul 29, 2022 at 11:40 PM UTC
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