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The ancient future of a misbegotten conception is likened to a diametrically opposed depersonalisation of incarnate resilience, don’t you think? Although the far reaching corners of the end resound her mystically alluring and pessimistic chords across galactical ponds of ecstatic connection which are currently unable to establish the depths of vocabulary; can we now consider the possibility of becoming mindful of our present moment of uncertain awareness, where forbidden dreams shed their lubricated skins in a mass *********** where consummated liberty is alleged to loose her bonds of socio-political confinement? Nightfall has now dawned and cast her circle in this ignorant awakening of insulted intelligence. Knowledge has perceptual degrees of boundless limitation, where regulation and relinquishment bow their soul in reverence to a spirit of learning beyond that which we have been taught, if this makes sense?
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 2:14 AM UTC
The Production of Progress
The ancient future of a misbegotten conception is likened to a diametrically opposed depersonalisation of incarnate resilience, don’t you think? Although the far reaching corners of the end resound her mystically alluring and pessimistic chords across galactical ponds of ecstatic connection which are currently unable to establish the depths of vocabulary; can we now consider the possibility of becoming mindful of our present moment of uncertain awareness, where forbidden dreams shed their lubricated skins in a mass *********** where consummated liberty is alleged to loose her bonds of socio-political confinement? Nightfall has now dawned and cast her circle in this ignorant awakening of insulted intelligence. Knowledge has perceptual degrees of boundless limitation, where regulation and relinquishment bow their soul in reverence to a spirit of learning beyond that which we have been taught, if this makes sense?
david-barr
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Scottish
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 2:14 AM UTC
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