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/ *because such examples have to, have to(!) be perpetuated, reiterated, perpetuated, reiterated... these... "things"... these minor quests of establishing being - against, the authoritarian rule of the democracy of beings.* you don't shout, you don't disturb the "social", "peace", of proverbial english society... nope...    shouting does not good, akin to:    silent water eats          away at the shorelines... what you do... is akin to what birds do... you don't gnash your teeth: i.e. clench them molars... gnashing means clenching your molars - a gnashing a gnarling, a pestle & mortar scenario... no...     no shouting... silent movie era of hollywood translated...    you... simply... chatter... you strike incissor teeth against each other... crafting a lightling storm like crackling sound,   like corn flakes...     in a bowl of milk...    you... chatter...                  inspiration? birds... bird calls...     you... chatter...     mind you, unlike the english, looking into my mouth...     the jaw should fit within the confines of the skull...     the upper set of teeth should accommodate the jaw's line of teeth...    but you simply... chatter... which is embodied by attempting to take a phantom bite at "something"... you...           echo:    central incisors against               the lateral incisors... you subsequently: chatter (χατερ)...    i missed the eta (η): given that i also missed the excess of tau - in what isn't, a translation - other than a phonetic equivalent of putting on sunglasses... because, when your neighbour, tells you... that you can't smoke... in your own home, perched on a windowsill, out of the window, implying that the smoke is vacuumed into his bedroom?    and somehow, the law, and the air, we share, is somehow his, and his alone?     and i can't do, what he can, within the confines of his property? NOW WE HAVE A PROPER SHITSHOW! some english are ******* backward hardly insulting the ****** community, with some succumbing to prosopagnosia, while some (notably down syndrome) actually having a memory capacity... that curious look and a familiar expression waiting for a smile... i basically live next to a mental illness example, par uno...           and englishman who "thinks" he's king, rather than a convenient citizen...                        ****** won't budge... guess all i'm equipped with is                           my chatter remedy; and english society still "thinks" that i'm the "mad" one.          - because it's like...   how can you dictate, what someone can, or cannot do, on their property?! like smoking a cigarette,      perched on a windowsill, outside a window, with the accusation:    the smoke is coming into my bedroom... oh right...    so...           erm...                 you own the dynamic of air to suggest such a bias?
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 11:30 AM UTC
removed.polaroid-scrabble
love thy neighbour (III)
/ *because such examples have to, have to(!) be perpetuated, reiterated, perpetuated, reiterated... these... "things"... these minor quests of establishing being - against, the authoritarian rule of the democracy of beings.* you don't shout, you don't disturb the "social", "peace", of proverbial english society... nope...    shouting does not good, akin to:    silent water eats          away at the shorelines... what you do... is akin to what birds do... you don't gnash your teeth: i.e. clench them molars... gnashing means clenching your molars - a gnashing a gnarling, a pestle & mortar scenario... no...     no shouting... silent movie era of hollywood translated...    you... simply... chatter... you strike incissor teeth against each other... crafting a lightling storm like crackling sound,   like corn flakes...     in a bowl of milk...    you... chatter...                  inspiration? birds... bird calls...     you... chatter...     mind you, unlike the english, looking into my mouth...     the jaw should fit within the confines of the skull...     the upper set of teeth should accommodate the jaw's line of teeth...    but you simply... chatter... which is embodied by attempting to take a phantom bite at "something"... you...           echo:    central incisors against               the lateral incisors... you subsequently: chatter (χατερ)...    i missed the eta (η): given that i also missed the excess of tau - in what isn't, a translation - other than a phonetic equivalent of putting on sunglasses... because, when your neighbour, tells you... that you can't smoke... in your own home, perched on a windowsill, out of the window, implying that the smoke is vacuumed into his bedroom?    and somehow, the law, and the air, we share, is somehow his, and his alone?     and i can't do, what he can, within the confines of his property? NOW WE HAVE A PROPER SHITSHOW! some english are ******* backward hardly insulting the ****** community, with some succumbing to prosopagnosia, while some (notably down syndrome) actually having a memory capacity... that curious look and a familiar expression waiting for a smile... i basically live next to a mental illness example, par uno...           and englishman who "thinks" he's king, rather than a convenient citizen...                        ****** won't budge... guess all i'm equipped with is                           my chatter remedy; and english society still "thinks" that i'm the "mad" one.          - because it's like...   how can you dictate, what someone can, or cannot do, on their property?! like smoking a cigarette,      perched on a windowsill, outside a window, with the accusation:    the smoke is coming into my bedroom... oh right...    so...           erm...                 you own the dynamic of air to suggest such a bias?
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Volitional Cageling, Lightling Amber agony of in prisming Show me a way, then from the baseless lines from my binding fears through the blinding menisci of my tears Take me a way from this tangle of yield, from irresolution, dewhipped web of timid hesitation... How does one escape from "rationalessness" How does one escape from this cocoon of "here"
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
etceterotic
Volitional Cageling
Volitional Cageling, Lightling Amber agony of in prisming Show me a way, then from the baseless lines from my binding fears through the blinding menisci of my tears Take me a way from this tangle of yield, from irresolution, dewhipped web of timid hesitation... How does one escape from "rationalessness" How does one escape from this cocoon of "here"
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