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Mrs Malaprop got away, a way, I mean, a way wit words she can say shitistic stuff as if stuffit were a joy, when she says it, while telling still silken legs crosse demurely, the delicate ankle that made monks blush and blurt out confession, MY GAWD, rolling, clockwise, as she sees it, counter to my FPS POV, but we both see the direction, east, the earth is turning east from now to then when you become wel here in now. Recall the lesson of flat land, whoever taught it coulda been AE Wilder-smith hammered Jael's nail home, Couldabin, mightabeen Sagan made the killing blow young earth shattered. Fossils seeped their living substance into stone, petrific, ter ific magnetic trick of missed percepticons fired fully of the intention, I must mention, stretching truth to cover conjecture when ideas like what happened in the "Cambrian" being being explosive become purposeful in minds of men, wombed or un--- --- once --- before you knew, that hapt. --- and, god, did men make up storys. on track. Back when men first imagined doing making, art arose and we all know a rose, by any other name is a rose. That's the idea in self evidence. It's a key to the Declaration of Independence making sense, at the level of we, the people, who know self-evident non-thingables, when we hold them. At first, they feel like sleepy puppies. These truths we hold selfevidently right.
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Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 3:47 PM UTC
A We Bit of Self-evidence Introspection
Mrs Malaprop got away, a way, I mean, a way wit words she can say shitistic stuff as if stuffit were a joy, when she says it, while telling still silken legs crosse demurely, the delicate ankle that made monks blush and blurt out confession, MY GAWD, rolling, clockwise, as she sees it, counter to my FPS POV, but we both see the direction, east, the earth is turning east from now to then when you become wel here in now. Recall the lesson of flat land, whoever taught it coulda been AE Wilder-smith hammered Jael's nail home, Couldabin, mightabeen Sagan made the killing blow young earth shattered. Fossils seeped their living substance into stone, petrific, ter ific magnetic trick of missed percepticons fired fully of the intention, I must mention, stretching truth to cover conjecture when ideas like what happened in the "Cambrian" being being explosive become purposeful in minds of men, wombed or un--- --- once --- before you knew, that hapt. --- and, god, did men make up storys. on track. Back when men first imagined doing making, art arose and we all know a rose, by any other name is a rose. That's the idea in self evidence. It's a key to the Declaration of Independence making sense, at the level of we, the people, who know self-evident non-thingables, when we hold them. At first, they feel like sleepy puppies. These truths we hold selfevidently right.
I think about america being a workstaion on space ship earth, sorta.
kenpepiton
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 3:47 PM UTC
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