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i really miss fighting... throwing punches, kicking people's *** i miss it, because i'd love to sport a plum... but... the last time i was in a fight...             i was only a witness... just outside a nightclub... this guy punched another guy dead...       no, seriously, one proper hit to the head, and the guy was out...        it's very peculiar seeing death before your eyes...   it looked very much like chopping down a tree...       with a single chop...  and the tree lay flat, and it didn't dare to move to the syllables of exchanging seasons...     i guess it would be easier to stomach seeing a suicide taking place... a man jumping off a bridge would be easier to stomach that seeing      a man punch another man, dead...         but seeing a punch like that in the face... with the guy falling down, dead, so quickly?          watching someone die, right before your eyes?   it's no fun... since there's no funeral to be had...      it's too quick, because it is:                                as it happens... i was off the scene as quickly as possible, no... i was not going to be a wtiness... **** that...    i've been a witness of a theft of a mobile phone,    stood in court...       prior to had to sieve through a bunch of culprit profile pictures, to identify the suspect, and so i did, the owner of the stolen mobile phone couldn't identify him...     and many years later...    what, a, complete, **** he, became; so much for the human conceptualisation of either knowledge, or jurisprudence...     how unlikely it has to become...                        that i believe in a theocracy; since man is so "schizophrenic" (i.e. he's not rational... he's split!)                       in serving his so-called conceptualisation of, "justice",            having been... perfected, to a universal / uniform, socialist, alternatively stated: desirable level; i base my belief in god,    on the inadequacy of man, as having    the sane capacity, to serve a just argument, for whatever reward, or, therefore "just", punishment; and this is, an ob hominem statement; simply translated? i'm just going to ignore the people that disagree with this kind of "decree".   just talk to me, when you see one man, punch another man... dead; there's a reason for the sport of boxing, enforcing boxing gloves.
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May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 5:12 PM UTC
talk of boxing (seeing a death)
i really miss fighting... throwing punches, kicking people's *** i miss it, because i'd love to sport a plum... but... the last time i was in a fight...             i was only a witness... just outside a nightclub... this guy punched another guy dead...       no, seriously, one proper hit to the head, and the guy was out...        it's very peculiar seeing death before your eyes...   it looked very much like chopping down a tree...       with a single chop...  and the tree lay flat, and it didn't dare to move to the syllables of exchanging seasons...     i guess it would be easier to stomach seeing a suicide taking place... a man jumping off a bridge would be easier to stomach that seeing      a man punch another man, dead...         but seeing a punch like that in the face... with the guy falling down, dead, so quickly?          watching someone die, right before your eyes?   it's no fun... since there's no funeral to be had...      it's too quick, because it is:                                as it happens... i was off the scene as quickly as possible, no... i was not going to be a wtiness... **** that...    i've been a witness of a theft of a mobile phone,    stood in court...       prior to had to sieve through a bunch of culprit profile pictures, to identify the suspect, and so i did, the owner of the stolen mobile phone couldn't identify him...     and many years later...    what, a, complete, **** he, became; so much for the human conceptualisation of either knowledge, or jurisprudence...     how unlikely it has to become...                        that i believe in a theocracy; since man is so "schizophrenic" (i.e. he's not rational... he's split!)                       in serving his so-called conceptualisation of, "justice",            having been... perfected, to a universal / uniform, socialist, alternatively stated: desirable level; i base my belief in god,    on the inadequacy of man, as having    the sane capacity, to serve a just argument, for whatever reward, or, therefore "just", punishment; and this is, an ob hominem statement; simply translated? i'm just going to ignore the people that disagree with this kind of "decree".   just talk to me, when you see one man, punch another man... dead; there's a reason for the sport of boxing, enforcing boxing gloves.
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May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 5:12 PM UTC
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