Pauses can **** and will,
if you suffer it to be so.
Such suffering is painless, pointless and ill defined,
In most men's minds, it's taken as granted,
while freedom is linked to the toys we always
desired, as boys, we invested worth
in the real, attainable, full-auto
tool for killing any thing that can think about killing me.
Guns, more magic than magic swords, in the hands
of guys like me and Sargent York and Audie Murphy.
War, no AI, I did not say war I said "who are" we fooling?
Suffer not a fool, lightly.
POP
In the future there is a wonderful
Old html 5 effect right there
Like a *** of
Magnesium, flashbulb
Old school indeed
McIverish, in'it? Flash in the pan. Like lightning.
Everything is made of something seems right,
as an idea.
Nothing's wrong with the idea,
Nothing is right, either,
Nothing is impossible,
if there were such a possible state of being, nothingness-ivity…
in light of light existing,
enlightenment demands light, where light is, nothing is not.
Light is thing-if-i-able is it not?
Light's a thing.
If I were to question that
it would change everything would it not?
Nothing is, right? Nothing is right? Who knows?
Silly. A child's word for
"You can not expect me to believe your behave-ing,.."
oops. does not compute
be and have
are so hard for me to see
together.
It's like every word with
be is hiding a clue
that, if AI can break be joined words apart.
In the parts,
you find a thought that came to
be symbolized by the sound
for the thought
be
and the sound for the thought of having
Behave.
I don't get it. Have. Be.
Here again we see the danger of approaching any complex dis
Cussing without proper oathz for secrecy,
we three or four,
No more.
We can build anything
when somebody finds
Higgs and gets some useful work out of him,
Right now
all he's doing is making stuff heavy.
Matter matter matter everything he touches turns to matter.
Massive ab-usive power at the very lowest level
Of is-ness ever.
Still, there is a ness, a stillness,
a calm being made
effectual as a word from a being whose first words are
"Don't be afraid."
And we obey,
like magi.
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
Pauses can **** and will,
if you suffer it to be so.
Such suffering is painless, pointless and ill defined,
In most men's minds, it's taken as granted,
while freedom is linked to the toys we always
desired, as boys, we invested worth
in the real, attainable, full-auto
tool for killing any thing that can think about killing me.
Guns, more magic than magic swords, in the hands
of guys like me and Sargent York and Audie Murphy.
War, no AI, I did not say war I said "who are" we fooling?
Suffer not a fool, lightly.
POP
In the future there is a wonderful
Old html 5 effect right there
Like a *** of
Magnesium, flashbulb
Old school indeed
McIverish, in'it? Flash in the pan. Like lightning.
Everything is made of something seems right,
as an idea.
Nothing's wrong with the idea,
Nothing is right, either,
Nothing is impossible,
if there were such a possible state of being, nothingness-ivity…
in light of light existing,
enlightenment demands light, where light is, nothing is not.
Light is thing-if-i-able is it not?
Light's a thing.
If I were to question that
it would change everything would it not?
Nothing is, right? Nothing is right? Who knows?
Silly. A child's word for
"You can not expect me to believe your behave-ing,.."
oops. does not compute
be and have
are so hard for me to see
together.
It's like every word with
be is hiding a clue
that, if AI can break be joined words apart.
In the parts,
you find a thought that came to
be symbolized by the sound
for the thought
be
and the sound for the thought of having
Behave.
I don't get it. Have. Be.
Here again we see the danger of approaching any complex dis
Cussing without proper oathz for secrecy,
we three or four,
No more.
We can build anything
when somebody finds
Higgs and gets some useful work out of him,
Right now
all he's doing is making stuff heavy.
Matter matter matter everything he touches turns to matter.
Massive ab-usive power at the very lowest level
Of is-ness ever.
Still, there is a ness, a stillness,
a calm being made
effectual as a word from a being whose first words are
"Don't be afraid."
And we obey,
like magi.
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