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oh but the thought of tears, and the brimming of a heart's discontentment; chokes; to reveal a strage form of actually being... content. what i just experienced?   was nothing more   than an in situ anomaly... well, just as much as a portishead song: wandering stars...   because that's what i witnessed; **** me, no telescope, no microscope,              no kind of comet,               just the naked eye, and the noumenon; because either newton or einstein could never call it the phenomenon of a halley's comet; and by phenomenon        i mean recurrent... replicable... a noumenon event though?     happens at the odd occurrence of only once; death doth bid, the questions away.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC
an in situ anomaly
oh but the thought of tears, and the brimming of a heart's discontentment; chokes; to reveal a strage form of actually being... content. what i just experienced?   was nothing more   than an in situ anomaly... well, just as much as a portishead song: wandering stars...   because that's what i witnessed; **** me, no telescope, no microscope,              no kind of comet,               just the naked eye, and the noumenon; because either newton or einstein could never call it the phenomenon of a halley's comet; and by phenomenon        i mean recurrent... replicable... a noumenon event though?     happens at the odd occurrence of only once; death doth bid, the questions away.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC
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