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Vision...the perpetual resurrection of light, tipping point whose interstice of darkness is overcome, spreads the image clear. Furrowing the brow of space like a great perennial philosophy--the nexus of contradistinction and unanimity. Brilliant point via wave, wave via point lit manifest...hence, objects to sequence the speed of light which relents time. Unerring panorama whose open ended gape presupposes the conclusive evidence of poetic salt in all its worthiness. At the starry behest of a many-sunned convention, apace with rarefied perception. Vision...the illusory stasis of light, whose translation is perception--mines the fusion of angles, of a three hundred and sixty degree order. This plenary dispatch, exalting the sum of its parts...inbuilt fractal minding, mining parts which are The Sum. ...Om...
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
Mines the Fusion of Angles
Vision...the perpetual resurrection of light, tipping point whose interstice of darkness is overcome, spreads the image clear. Furrowing the brow of space like a great perennial philosophy--the nexus of contradistinction and unanimity. Brilliant point via wave, wave via point lit manifest...hence, objects to sequence the speed of light which relents time. Unerring panorama whose open ended gape presupposes the conclusive evidence of poetic salt in all its worthiness. At the starry behest of a many-sunned convention, apace with rarefied perception. Vision...the illusory stasis of light, whose translation is perception--mines the fusion of angles, of a three hundred and sixty degree order. This plenary dispatch, exalting the sum of its parts...inbuilt fractal minding, mining parts which are The Sum. ...Om...
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Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
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