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Drift, queer delusions of grandeur… almost saved the world with solutions and adventure Shift gear to neutral, even amateurs know… but save us the confusion under pressure. So much affinity lost, bonded seals broken by crystallized Egos. You touch that Achilles’ heel soft, but I don’t feel ‘*frozen institutionalized heroes*’ *Good dude without a cause, good food for sloth*. I can’t stand looking at the mirror without a pause...zooming in the sinner, good book or false? *Coz’ in the grand scheme of things Words will mould into Worlds*, *and the end scene will sing while the 'hearse' goes in towards*…
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
Indifference Of Good Men
This costs you attention you may owe elsewhere. FYI Thursday, November 01, 2018 9:42 AM this is our choosing. we the subjects, the agents of our own intents, patients, please, await the signal. Box up your Bohring atoms collected in 7th grade, wit' yer stamps, n coins n cards n **** (tha's WA tag, ovahdtoppinallahthishit- -suprimpost) step out to the fuzzy edge of reality and look to and fro, go on, imagine the universe a bubble, along the line of Heisenberg's electron vision super positioned in that box with Schrodinger's cat thus the fuzzy edge, eh? Close up. neutronic axiomatic close up can't say pre-cise-d-ly ex-zact-ed-ly when the other  side begins? Are we aware? Who won the war? The game? No, the war, who won the war? Why. Because I need to know, I think, to choose? Why won. How and what and when and where and all the con tenders considered, did not win. They wrote books, but they did not win. Let me learn a story and my children will hear it right, from me to them. That's relative-if-it-ication, there are better ways to say everything, the story, per se, remains pro-babble-ity demands equal opportunity with equal hope of out come, in valence in balance (vaca, baca, tomata tomoughta) Value balance at the fuzzy edge of your own bubble, your bubble of known knowns (beliefs are in this set), man on a wire, bird on a wire, Occham cut my throat, if you fall, trust me, I'll pay. Choosing Illuminated or Illuminati or mere-r-ly free, let us pro-ceed, past conspiracies are now no more than stories being told as they were told before the recent war reconstructed realities arose from the dead on both sides, whose side is the watcher on? who accused him. Why, no, how. How accuses the seer, why ex-amines the seen scene sensuous mystery field of NULL. My God. Imagine NULL, my God did that. Can your god imagine that? Mebbeso, mebbeeno, gottacogitate, whaithere. If we agree that we, as in We have to be a moral people, means: we, you and me, reader writer sayer hearer or whatever concept of us as an inseparable dichotomy with sum zero field anomaly twixt us spooky at a distance, Middler, not Einstein, last big hit, remember At a distance, the edge of everything seems sharper than any two-edged sword you ever imagined. Here, Higgs-close, where any thing can matter, at a whim, Be still. Still works. You now new know you knew right and wrong exist in good, wrong alone exists in evil, which In this story, from a winner POV, is NULL ift, no chance, ever. To be continued… another line, or two per haps. Haps we have made too clear, mortals see right through them. While that is good, in balancing things, we have tremes ex isting in many minds at once, what's to be? Hap, solidifed, happenstance, sistere, give the word. Done. You recall, it is finished, the alluded to quote, the bid accepted, the olde deluder protested, you recall, who will go?, I'll go, there was a rhythm in the keys akey aqui a letter must belong in a word to mean athing, eh? Waddabou'soun'? say eh letter or more, a vibe like say aaaaaaah at the doctor looking down my throat, oughtayasee? Nuthintall. Later, ya'll, dream a little dream Ferme ---this did not end there it begsan ah so In the beginning all things began, It's just that simple, said the side named right by itself, and, odd-at-first-seeming, by its op positon, but not by down or charm or weird or the un committed on foreign assign meant un trans late able here A super positioned time paradox on the part of the mortals involved here. that explains this. clear if I see it as you see simple is a poor substitute for sublime, if I may have said so myselved several times over. Hello Poetry, this is the signal. Let patience have her perfect work. The fun'sbegun.
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Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 2:01 PM UTC
Whose story? Win or lose? Choose.
This costs you attention you may owe elsewhere. FYI Thursday, November 01, 2018 9:42 AM this is our choosing. we the subjects, the agents of our own intents, patients, please, await the signal. Box up your Bohring atoms collected in 7th grade, wit' yer stamps, n coins n cards n **** (tha's WA tag, ovahdtoppinallahthishit- -suprimpost) step out to the fuzzy edge of reality and look to and fro, go on, imagine the universe a bubble, along the line of Heisenberg's electron vision super positioned in that box with Schrodinger's cat thus the fuzzy edge, eh? Close up. neutronic axiomatic close up can't say pre-cise-d-ly ex-zact-ed-ly when the other  side begins? Are we aware? Who won the war? The game? No, the war, who won the war? Why. Because I need to know, I think, to choose? Why won. How and what and when and where and all the con tenders considered, did not win. They wrote books, but they did not win. Let me learn a story and my children will hear it right, from me to them. That's relative-if-it-ication, there are better ways to say everything, the story, per se, remains pro-babble-ity demands equal opportunity with equal hope of out come, in valence in balance (vaca, baca, tomata tomoughta) Value balance at the fuzzy edge of your own bubble, your bubble of known knowns (beliefs are in this set), man on a wire, bird on a wire, Occham cut my throat, if you fall, trust me, I'll pay. Choosing Illuminated or Illuminati or mere-r-ly free, let us pro-ceed, past conspiracies are now no more than stories being told as they were told before the recent war reconstructed realities arose from the dead on both sides, whose side is the watcher on? who accused him. Why, no, how. How accuses the seer, why ex-amines the seen scene sensuous mystery field of NULL. My God. Imagine NULL, my God did that. Can your god imagine that? Mebbeso, mebbeeno, gottacogitate, whaithere. If we agree that we, as in We have to be a moral people, means: we, you and me, reader writer sayer hearer or whatever concept of us as an inseparable dichotomy with sum zero field anomaly twixt us spooky at a distance, Middler, not Einstein, last big hit, remember At a distance, the edge of everything seems sharper than any two-edged sword you ever imagined. Here, Higgs-close, where any thing can matter, at a whim, Be still. Still works. You now new know you knew right and wrong exist in good, wrong alone exists in evil, which In this story, from a winner POV, is NULL ift, no chance, ever. To be continued… another line, or two per haps. Haps we have made too clear, mortals see right through them. While that is good, in balancing things, we have tremes ex isting in many minds at once, what's to be? Hap, solidifed, happenstance, sistere, give the word. Done. You recall, it is finished, the alluded to quote, the bid accepted, the olde deluder protested, you recall, who will go?, I'll go, there was a rhythm in the keys akey aqui a letter must belong in a word to mean athing, eh? Waddabou'soun'? say eh letter or more, a vibe like say aaaaaaah at the doctor looking down my throat, oughtayasee? Nuthintall. Later, ya'll, dream a little dream Ferme ---this did not end there it begsan ah so In the beginning all things began, It's just that simple, said the side named right by itself, and, odd-at-first-seeming, by its op positon, but not by down or charm or weird or the un committed on foreign assign meant un trans late able here A super positioned time paradox on the part of the mortals involved here. that explains this. clear if I see it as you see simple is a poor substitute for sublime, if I may have said so myselved several times over. Hello Poetry, this is the signal. Let patience have her perfect work. The fun'sbegun.
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Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 6:43 AM UTC
OPPOSITES REACT