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Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to it’s progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to it’s innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience.   As the relative complexity of it’s interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of it’s conjunction yet the totality of it’s ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet it’s diversity exceeded it’s physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation.  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor.   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 5:15 PM UTC
Glyph
Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to it’s progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to it’s innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience.   As the relative complexity of it’s interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of it’s conjunction yet the totality of it’s ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet it’s diversity exceeded it’s physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation.  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor.   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to it’s progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to it’s innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience . As the relative complexity of it’s interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of it’s conjunction yet the totality of it’s ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet it’s diversity exceeded it’s physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation .  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor .   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 4:14 PM UTC
Glyph
Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to it’s progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to it’s innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience . As the relative complexity of it’s interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of it’s conjunction yet the totality of it’s ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet it’s diversity exceeded it’s physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation .  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor .   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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Swoon to a tearful night, unknown to its grief Dialogue of peace, and those of plight Ringing of morphology, raindrops on the roof. Such things heard from the peasants’ seat In the many wet heads sopping In the sonorous waves, upright in the city clime Untending to their beds. At the bottom of that something All told are destined they will find Be pliable to the ills they’ve dealt To carry on, to work, admonishments Said once to justify these red romances That in every rain storm melt As pity through the night, forever unclasped From shackles of their blame Since life and ideology somehow are the same. ‘Tis destiny for abating storms As some will rose from their thickened thorns These nights deliver their gentle morns All the same as hemlock grows as poison And is best to be avoided. How—this, I fear only rain my know— Can we still bathe in fraternal glow When some still heal from Death himself Each breath that enters is quickly prayed to leave High on seated thrones Those mean so quick to thieving, the poor The lazy deserve no quarter Those dusty pockets afford not one So steal the heart upon his sleeve. May we help man wrought our kin and kind By common tongue, free, as we are ought? Since another may make my world He is mine to protect, not throw to bytes So ludicrous and feeding back upon themselves For destiny can be remade If hatred weren’t so blind.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC
They listen, too
Thirsting For subterranean Blue morphology Azure dreams Flitting about On butterfly wings Mining stalagmites and Stalactites Sipping nectar Numinous ruminations Illuminating Analogous mimetics Allegories of the Cave An altar for Pluming rhetoric
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 4:55 AM UTC
Tap Roots
Vertebrate beginnings, I collate each chordates morphological traits Striving to understand their profuse, evolutionary attributes. Memorize the fusion of Latin and Greek roots Interwoven just enough to complicate Instead of differentiate inarticulate invertebrates. Inhibitions confine to an educational institution Discombobulated and ready to ******* graduate.
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
morphology
Here he comes The elliptical young guy Shaky Anchored in his Interrogation wood An interjection hanging chest Pieces of the night between backquotes Certainly He lived glory days adverbial Between clouds of exclamation Today, he lies circumflex in itself Barefoot. With faltering feet About oval ellipsis.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
Morphology of a Common Man
Do you See the cracks in the pavement and you are the hammer Sometimes it hurts to exhale You are it a more i'd roller-coaster What if, you gave life to bring our dreams our intuition and morphology Becomes we and i will replace every me with the druthers of you i no longer exist in singularity because it's only need is an abstraction of idioms Heartstrings & Intangible Things Strung out like prayer flags and telegrams twelve dots and dashes i'll forever make it My pleasure to find infinite endeavor   Me way to say .. / .-.. --- ...- . / -.-- --- ..-
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
Heartstrings & Intangible Things
You are a galaxy. From the way gravity pulls your lips back into a smile when you laugh to your stellar remnants of Vegas. I thought it would take parsecs for two distant galaxies to even come into visual morphology with one another but we collided into an elliptical love that is practically observable throughout the universe. And as we fall farther into space, we grow closer together because galaxies are gravitationally bound to one another. © Matthew Harlovic
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 8:23 PM UTC
Gravitational Pull
i am a passenger free to roam on the east sides of redundancy and table manners flower markets thrive on dawn skies arranged as tourist spots the baker's fair selling eggshells cracked on cobblestone soup meatpies sold out too soon appleseeds scattered for birds i sweep them all up and see patterns grow on my skin let it not be said i did not try, i did not do for too soon the the heat covers the shade as well and not even the acacia can go without thirst fill my cup with honeydew milk and add bittergourd and salt i can let philistine warriors come from the backroads and enter the frontlines if only to join you
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
morphology of heresy
I saw my knuckles in sunlight. Seems I’m doing alright, in that their crocodilian terrain showed survival I recall a science class where they asked us to pinch skin on the back of our hand to see how quickly it returned now, it appears I’m learned #age #skin #morphology #longevity #content #knuckles
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Apr 23, 2022
Apr 23, 2022 at 11:13 AM UTC
Clad
the pathophysiology of you and i something between love me so ******* hard i combust and caress the sharpest edges of me gently, softly sometimes it’s only in the aftermath of lust that we begin to dismantle people now we’re in the graveyard of all things good. i am like a child innocent in my adoration and my cells respire for you skin yearns because i am foolish you were a paroxysm of breathing in light fast i found the atlantis in your eyes and then drowned in the distillation of colour your lungs were coated in lies that i breathed in like air to survive so dismantle the self deconstruct the heart find the morphology of love for it was not shaped like us
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 8:36 PM UTC
how to build a heart out of ashes
all day the weather men play at meteorology it is about the science of change, a morphology, where weather patterns are now living things and their habits are hard at clue giving, the rain drops that are fired from cannons aimed at Earth, make the sound of soldiers charging for everything its worth, Peace, after the storm as night falls with thunder and lightning flashes, steals and plunders the shadows that ,soaked the trees, fell in pieces they dove from the sky and those loudest of wet pellets that pop, and ricochet off metal stovepipe chimneys, and the wind lashes out and drags wet fingers on every window pane and why, why do I now crave the sound of popcorn hoping the melted butter will keep me sane!
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 11:22 PM UTC
Night Falls with Thunder
Your name is buried under my tongue Its syllables percolate through My taste buds haven't settled yet The morphology of the word, its bones will now turn into brittle dust Debris will injure me - I am afraid of the power of words Because a simple one lay heavily - Inducing landslides of rubble inside. One day it will come back In another form unknown to me To either bring me back to life: Fire versus. Fire Or put me to sleep caught restlessly in the void Not finding a way to forget; Or be forgotten.
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
Reincarnation
Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to its progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to its innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of its conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of its relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience . As the relative complexity of its interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of its conjunction yet the totality of its ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet its diversity exceeded its physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation.  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor .   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 2:52 AM UTC
Glyph
Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to its progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to its innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of its conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of its relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience . As the relative complexity of its interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of its conjunction yet the totality of its ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet its diversity exceeded its physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation.  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor .   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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I sat at the edge of the metallic seat my bare buttock sizzling electric shock as she knelt there her head buried between the V of my leg as she embarked on a mission to make my snake weep My wet eyelids twitched playfully i shivered though my naked body was saturated in my own sweat Her workmanship was undeniably a talent How her sleek cold tongue and her soft palm worked in mutual partnership was a cryptic mystery She swirled the tongue round my sugarcane and her hand stroked up and down in calculated steps The feeling was magical ripples and goosebumps decorated my African skin My warm blood coursed all over my body as the body pistons pumped with herculean energy Her warm saliva covered my hard snaked as she worked with painters concentration A real proffesor she was in her trade At time she would lift her eyes and wink at me she understood too well i was possessed by her tongue's magic For the next half hour her tongue studied my maleness morphology She ****** pinched and cuddled my ***** and the pentacle of love She neither lost the momentum nor slowed the pace Deeper n deeper she let my snake explore her mouth cavity At times she would gagged as the eyeless ***** probed in her throat Her smile gave thumbs up she enjoyed every moment of this job My nose was flared as i breathed like a charging irritated buffalo The pleasure rode me to the realm of gods From a dead slumber she awakened my glands Whirlpool of sensation swirled on my sensitive glan And euphoric spasm swept me till i was one concentric feeling of fluids Warm milky tears gushed and hit the back of her throat she paused and breathed deep then resumed her unfinished business She hungrily lapped the oozing cream and once more winked as my snake went limp.....she bit her luscious lips with lust
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 3:08 AM UTC
Tongue's magic
I sat at the edge of the metallic seat my bare buttock sizzling electric shock as she knelt there her head buried between the V of my leg as she embarked on a mission to make my snake weep My wet eyelids twitched playfully i shivered though my naked body was saturated in my own sweat Her workmanship was undeniably a talent How her sleek cold tongue and her soft palm worked in mutual partnership was a cryptic mystery She swirled the tongue round my sugarcane and her hand stroked up and down in calculated steps The feeling was magical ripples and goosebumps decorated my African skin My warm blood coursed all over my body as the body pistons pumped with herculean energy Her warm saliva covered my hard snaked as she worked with painters concentration A real proffesor she was in her trade At time she would lift her eyes and wink at me she understood too well i was possessed by her tongue's magic For the next half hour her tongue studied my maleness morphology She ****** pinched and cuddled my ***** and the pentacle of love She neither lost the momentum nor slowed the pace Deeper n deeper she let my snake explore her mouth cavity At times she would gagged as the eyeless ***** probed in her throat Her smile gave thumbs up she enjoyed every moment of this job My nose was flared as i breathed like a charging irritated buffalo The pleasure rode me to the realm of gods From a dead slumber she awakened my glands Whirlpool of sensation swirled on my sensitive glan And euphoric spasm swept me till i was one concentric feeling of fluids Warm milky tears gushed and hit the back of her throat she paused and breathed deep then resumed her unfinished business She hungrily lapped the oozing cream and once more winked as my snake went limp.....she bit her luscious lips with lust
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I have been racking my mind out driving myself nuts trying to solve this jigsaw puzzle until i found you and realized u were the missing piece all along After i met you all the broken pieces of my heart fitted back together I used to think i had a hole in my heart after it was broken loved oozed out n all remained was a desolate pumping ***** But that day we met you touched my heart with clean hands you put your key inside my dark hole and once again my heart opened up for love Since then i have been swimming in an ocean of commitments Every night i hear whispers of your voice soothing me to dreamland The fragments of my dreams revolves around you And when the sun rises you are the reason am tempted to breathe again Distance has made our love stronger At times i fantasize of your arms tracing my morphology ua lips snatching i love yous and i miss yous from my mouth At twilight i stare at the stars searching your beautiful image among the mystical beauty Sometimes i wonder could the stars be a map to escape this world to a paradise of love Am certain i can love you in a million way in million different worlds anytime i would always choose you For you are my reality
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 5:43 AM UTC
Simple love poem
My Poetry brings all the readers to my ink   and there like mines better than yours, linguistically its better than yours. I can verse for you? but there is a charge. I know you want it, the syllables conjoined, making them read mine not yours. Their lost in my metaphor, ways I lock them within my harmonious chorus. words are like milkshake different tastes imbued within aromas differ My Poetry brings all the thoughts to my page,  and there like, mines better than yours. Structurally its better than yours, I can word for you? but there is a charge. I know you want it, the morphology, making them read mine not your. Their lost within my visual acuity, ways I lock them within my syllable verse. aromas differ different tastes imbued within words are like milkshake Welcome to my ink-shake, its like a taste that others will like, woven in thought. But my ink maybe not to your liking, my tastes differing from yours. But enjoy what I pen hopefully I'll enjoy yours
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 8:47 AM UTC
My Poetry Bring All The....
O pathfinder, you wanted to leave unsung. One day I will track down your footmarks. Last night I understood the unholy drowning of the truth, before the priests of innocent surrender. Jealousy was the secret of downfall.You can use the parenthesis now to defend the corporate blunders. Politics has become a grammar to cheat the morphology of gospels. Do not go like naked truth in the crowd.I wanted back my eyebaths to see clearly. The gap between the lips was widening..
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Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 12:26 AM UTC
This Was Cobra Night
Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to it’s progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to it’s innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience.   As the relative complexity of it’s interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of it’s conjunction yet the totality of it’s ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet it’s diversity exceeded it’s physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation.  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor.   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the immitigably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC
Glyph (re-post)
Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .  Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to it’s progression because realistically nothing had happened yet .  As it continued it became according to it’s innate inflections as a functionally integrable form .  The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .  The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience.   As the relative complexity of it’s interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born.  Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of it’s conjunction yet the totality of it’s ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .   The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet it’s diversity exceeded it’s physical complexity , understanding evolved .  Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms . Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .  Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus . Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation.  Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor.   In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the immitigably individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
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You are beyond words how am I supposed to describe you using metaphor sometimes metaphor isn't obvious enough You are the best simile and so are your family you are beyond words Morphology and syntax alone can't represent your tone Words can't explain how precious you are all in all , you are ethereal
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Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 3:42 AM UTC
you