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please to admit, it is true & not too deep within, a scientifically proven and a oddly curio shop fact, we are all aliens to each other, despite, the overlapping of a billion permutations of cellular related associations our individuating palettes the diversity of our genetics, other than the physics of sharing a planet, simplest put, no one can ever be exactly the same, the precisely of you or me, doppelgängers notwithstanding, our individuation, so incredibly due to our blessed diversification, that to subdivide ourselves from others, is a downward                                                            facing absolutely ridiculous ideation and thus we reveal here and (n/kn-ow) that the only reason we aliens unique nonetheless can communicate with each other, regardless of alphabet or character of idiom, (or idiots of character) is *all alien beings love to breathe and speak intuitively in a pleasing rhyme and meter,* to the ear of our overlapping physique, and that is why, every tongue is connectable, and every alpha produces its own poetic creations, 'tis poetic soundings alliterating glue, that molds this planet of aliens from a tower of babel into a shapely sphere
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Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 1:05 AM UTC
noooo brother, you're the alien!
please to admit, it is true & not too deep within, a scientifically proven and a oddly curio shop fact, we are all aliens to each other, despite, the overlapping of a billion permutations of cellular related associations our individuating palettes the diversity of our genetics, other than the physics of sharing a planet, simplest put, no one can ever be exactly the same, the precisely of you or me, doppelgängers notwithstanding, our individuation, so incredibly due to our blessed diversification, that to subdivide ourselves from others, is a downward                                                            facing absolutely ridiculous ideation and thus we reveal here and (n/kn-ow) that the only reason we aliens unique nonetheless can communicate with each other, regardless of alphabet or character of idiom, (or idiots of character) is *all alien beings love to breathe and speak intuitively in a pleasing rhyme and meter,* to the ear of our overlapping physique, and that is why, every tongue is connectable, and every alpha produces its own poetic creations, 'tis poetic soundings alliterating glue, that molds this planet of aliens from a tower of babel into a shapely sphere
sat 12:44am nyc post an HP zoom alien convention
nat-lipstadt
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Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 1:05 AM UTC
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