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words signifying nothing                              call questioning into question,                                                                 make vociferous doubt a ruse                                                                                                            played upon itself; the diversion of division appears,                                          an emptiness clothed with fullness,                                                                                       the semantic womb called void. there lies a trans-truth                              between truths our grammar cannot harness,                                                                                             and a 'meta-truth' we imagine.           trusting in the world that spoke to us,                                                            we speak, navigating riddles with nascent symbol-shifting                                                                     beyond speech,                                                                                   revealing the artifice of words                                                                                                                           and the mutability of true thought.                                                 to encompass only by dividing the always-already encompassing~ in gathering this,                       there hints a ceaseless gathering
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Aug 2, 2012
Aug 2, 2012 at 4:45 PM UTC
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words signifying nothing                              call questioning into question,                                                                 make vociferous doubt a ruse                                                                                                            played upon itself; the diversion of division appears,                                          an emptiness clothed with fullness,                                                                                       the semantic womb called void. there lies a trans-truth                              between truths our grammar cannot harness,                                                                                             and a 'meta-truth' we imagine.           trusting in the world that spoke to us,                                                            we speak, navigating riddles with nascent symbol-shifting                                                                     beyond speech,                                                                                   revealing the artifice of words                                                                                                                           and the mutability of true thought.                                                 to encompass only by dividing the always-already encompassing~ in gathering this,                       there hints a ceaseless gathering
do you feel me?
vircapio-gale
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Aug 2, 2012
Aug 2, 2012 at 4:45 PM UTC
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