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Samesame, ripple, ripple, splash against the wall. Still, some way of thinking, some idea still doesn't like a wall, a boundary, a barrier, a pallisade of implausibility beyond which we are. For a while, what can we do? Live, right? Live. Live right. Right. That idea, samesame, yours or your's right's right, like equal's equal or, better may be... beauty is beauty, right, in the eye of the be holder, the holding being holding steady, nuetrial calm equatorial doldrums art is bound to save the world, it is something to do when there is nothing to do. Angels embodied by men as men might imagine a message bearer or a christopher jar of an ointment. Dr. Ruth's **** for Rubes. Doktor doktor tell me tales, riddles only magi know emmett fox--- chong says the audience will luv, joel s. goldsmith--- the Bible is the truth, en code. Okeh. Ever learning Coming never to the fullness of the godhead ****** y'know? No lie is any part of truth, but parts of many lies are true. You see that right, common sensed by the we we agree to be ad hoc 'n'all. Vectoring from our being modeled on Vetruvius's form for man in harmony with ever lasting things, measurable means transmute  metaphoric gold. Bestness. Per fectual in effect, per se, y'know, y'know, magic, and not knowing any ever things is not samesame as not knowing now things that are ever things. Pay attention. Mean is never meant to be mean like "worthless" or "hateful" "naughty" is "as nothing", literally, virtually, actually, really. naughty children made mean, on the bell, C students can elect a presider over a we, the people, without me in it. I float in the shallow calculus edge area of a plain surficial bubble, after the wave flushes the sand casting a grain of meaning in a nue light... Quant, quant, quant and half a quant convert that to horsepower or candle power or BTUs British Thermal Units. The empire is not weaker now, the ice is melting, the crushed polar surface is feeling free flowing current, a sixth gyre, as seen from a far. ------- Go, set a watchman----- Find the old sergeants, where have they all gone? Gone to seed, rotted under clods. Old broken guardians, unwilling to live under the lie of the law. Opposistion to tyranny is obediance to the highest reason you answer to. By any other name, samesame, good has al ways won. Ought causes naught to flee. --- Me, flee? NO. I'm the great, great grandson of the white trash, overseer seen empiratical, Tonton boyz drum drum drum Old rastifarianish lookin's guy, old man, wombless hermit holy man, set aside for later by faith. Made set aside, Pre-served in right use of spice and salt and fire and greasy savory meat smoke, mouth waterin', finger lickin' good greasy green goblin guts. Dandelion soup. The diary entry was, "We had wild greens for supper." That being, apparently all a tired, hungry fifteen year old girl considered recording for the family chronicle of the journey, Texas to Arizona, 1917,* while staring at more stars than any naked human eye can see in twenty nineteen, light is thicker now, around the inner edges of life's bubble we abide in. ---- what if learning is the work? Then, now we learn ever, then we learn yon yonder we find godliness as defined by men who found no better word. are there words better able to hold being really? Acting asif whats were ours chaching I ching's a thing AI see co rect me, in a lefthand way. Make me right, in an underhanded way. Listening prayer, cast all your care, upon... what if, per se, there we planned to keep a secret sacred, set a part, a rite a role. play an otherwise magician's apprentice enspeliered up against the wall. No light, no flight, no fight. Birds eat my fruit and **** my seeds, I am the vine growing up the wall intentionally espelliered, planted to scale the wall bhering fruit full time Kali fornia ifity de-if now. Give it y'best ef fect com fort ify the lie "why is an unreasonable quest." Try, effectual, fervent prayer of a right using man, eh? Pascal, m'man, layomoneydown!
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 6:10 PM UTC
kenpepiton
Wanna bet?
Samesame, ripple, ripple, splash against the wall. Still, some way of thinking, some idea still doesn't like a wall, a boundary, a barrier, a pallisade of implausibility beyond which we are. For a while, what can we do? Live, right? Live. Live right. Right. That idea, samesame, yours or your's right's right, like equal's equal or, better may be... beauty is beauty, right, in the eye of the be holder, the holding being holding steady, nuetrial calm equatorial doldrums art is bound to save the world, it is something to do when there is nothing to do. Angels embodied by men as men might imagine a message bearer or a christopher jar of an ointment. Dr. Ruth's **** for Rubes. Doktor doktor tell me tales, riddles only magi know emmett fox--- chong says the audience will luv, joel s. goldsmith--- the Bible is the truth, en code. Okeh. Ever learning Coming never to the fullness of the godhead ****** y'know? No lie is any part of truth, but parts of many lies are true. You see that right, common sensed by the we we agree to be ad hoc 'n'all. Vectoring from our being modeled on Vetruvius's form for man in harmony with ever lasting things, measurable means transmute  metaphoric gold. Bestness. Per fectual in effect, per se, y'know, y'know, magic, and not knowing any ever things is not samesame as not knowing now things that are ever things. Pay attention. Mean is never meant to be mean like "worthless" or "hateful" "naughty" is "as nothing", literally, virtually, actually, really. naughty children made mean, on the bell, C students can elect a presider over a we, the people, without me in it. I float in the shallow calculus edge area of a plain surficial bubble, after the wave flushes the sand casting a grain of meaning in a nue light... Quant, quant, quant and half a quant convert that to horsepower or candle power or BTUs British Thermal Units. The empire is not weaker now, the ice is melting, the crushed polar surface is feeling free flowing current, a sixth gyre, as seen from a far. ------- Go, set a watchman----- Find the old sergeants, where have they all gone? Gone to seed, rotted under clods. Old broken guardians, unwilling to live under the lie of the law. Opposistion to tyranny is obediance to the highest reason you answer to. By any other name, samesame, good has al ways won. Ought causes naught to flee. --- Me, flee? NO. I'm the great, great grandson of the white trash, overseer seen empiratical, Tonton boyz drum drum drum Old rastifarianish lookin's guy, old man, wombless hermit holy man, set aside for later by faith. Made set aside, Pre-served in right use of spice and salt and fire and greasy savory meat smoke, mouth waterin', finger lickin' good greasy green goblin guts. Dandelion soup. The diary entry was, "We had wild greens for supper." That being, apparently all a tired, hungry fifteen year old girl considered recording for the family chronicle of the journey, Texas to Arizona, 1917,* while staring at more stars than any naked human eye can see in twenty nineteen, light is thicker now, around the inner edges of life's bubble we abide in. ---- what if learning is the work? Then, now we learn ever, then we learn yon yonder we find godliness as defined by men who found no better word. are there words better able to hold being really? Acting asif whats were ours chaching I ching's a thing AI see co rect me, in a lefthand way. Make me right, in an underhanded way. Listening prayer, cast all your care, upon... what if, per se, there we planned to keep a secret sacred, set a part, a rite a role. play an otherwise magician's apprentice enspeliered up against the wall. No light, no flight, no fight. Birds eat my fruit and **** my seeds, I am the vine growing up the wall intentionally espelliered, planted to scale the wall bhering fruit full time Kali fornia ifity de-if now. Give it y'best ef fect com fort ify the lie "why is an unreasonable quest." Try, effectual, fervent prayer of a right using man, eh? Pascal, m'man, layomoneydown!
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I couldn't wake up by a cappuccino today Took me a red bull, one pink and purple stacker - from stop n shop. And a cup of coffee, Now I'm ******* my head off, hands are shaky, eyes tired, got more energy than an American stripper. And trying to ease down, just not happening. Like Chong said to cheech- You took the wrong stuff man, the wrong stuff,the wrong stuff. This bites!
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 8:40 PM UTC
jake-muler
Speedoverload
I couldn't wake up by a cappuccino today Took me a red bull, one pink and purple stacker - from stop n shop. And a cup of coffee, Now I'm ******* my head off, hands are shaky, eyes tired, got more energy than an American stripper. And trying to ease down, just not happening. Like Chong said to cheech- You took the wrong stuff man, the wrong stuff,the wrong stuff. This bites!
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