English Language Learners
Definition of stripper: a performer
who removes his or her clothing
in a sexually exciting way: a
dancer who does a striptease: a tool
that you use to remove something
such as paint from a surface: a liquid
chemical that you use to remove
something such as paint from
a surface. A stripper or exotic dancer
is a person whose occupation involves
performing striptease in a public adult
entertainment venue such as a *******.
At times, a stripper may be hired
to perform at bachelor parties or other
private event. Related jobs: **** modeling,
******* Names: exotic dancer, ******
dancer, go-go dancer, dancer; Fields of
employment: adult entertainment Activity
sectors: strip clubs, exhibitions, festivals,
competitions, busking; Occupation types:
Performing Arts, *** industry

Anodyne 1. Not likely to provoke
dissent or offense; inoffensive,
often deliberately so. "anodyne
New Age music"  noun: anodyne;
plural noun: anodynes 1. Any
painkilling drug or medicine.
Mid 16th century:  via Latin from
Greek anōdunos ‘painless,’ 1.
from an- ‘without’ + odunē ‘pain.’

For me, gardens and colors in the abstract,
the politics and the dense cloud of the language | ||
and the strips of equipment of the school
of Analgesic to tear the **** and the rest
of the city, stop smoking against the weapon,
waiting for the law to be fulfilled. A fool
is sacred, it is red when a dog sleeps, in the gloomy
metal with the type of water for the first time.
Attention is drawn to the fact that, in the case
of a man or woman who is a member of the
European Parliament; he or she is born in a place
other than a minor, To the muffins of the flesh.
and the winds are in on the promotion of moisture,
the cleansing of the skin and the breaths,
and the science that only works on one planet.
The first time the PA version was requested,
the sea led to the bay of the ******
from the edge of the mind. By the fifth time,
waiting for yellow. I'm not sure what to do with
it; it's a good idea to have it,  but it's a teenager,
who likes environments, and that's what you
need to know. Even the garden when following
her is not obvious in the depth of color
until the genital lips become a world for me;
gardens and colors in mind, and in the abstract,
cops and a thick cloud of language and a stripper
kind of painkilling, a lever to change the world;
for the garden and the colors are in a sense  apart
from the cops' fragrance of the tongue; a stripper
kind of painkiller, pain hatches **** and the rest
of the city, I will leave him that pisseth
against the gun to wait for the law enforcement
of the fool that is a holy one, it is red, when he ||
is sleeping with the dog in the shadow of the metal
with a salty scarf of the kind of seawater to
carry on our care first; the spirit of the love ||||
of the leaves of a guide to all the clinicals and washes:
and I, 1, putting on makeup of the eyes,
and pain
as well as the origin of the woman,
nor a bad thing, Laura is the the thief of the world's
death both in the flesh and the wind's edge;
like unto slow moisture propagation,
cleared of the skin
and breath, and the worst is the science
of working on a healthy planet, wi-fi is the first
to ask for the PA version's subarbor driven
into captivity's trick by the poverty of the mind,
to yourselves, for the fifth time, wait for the yellow
flames, or be hurt, as long as my kindred,
unless he has fallen asleep with the dog,
and goes through the darkness and does not fly,
the lore now clear, the teenager sending stones
and dirt away from them, this is the world;
that has to go into the garden and following it
is it not evident than in the depth of color
on the lips of the genital lips; for me
gardens and colors in mind are abstract,
cops and a thick cloud of language and
a stripper kind of painstaking leveling of the changing
the world
for the garden and the colors in a sense but in addition
to the bass flavor of the bass tongue stripper;
kind painkiller in pain tearing at her *****
and the rest of the city,
I will leave him whispering against the gun
waiting for law enforcement; a fool is sacred,
it is red where the dog sleeps, the metal shadow
with salt of the type of water for n we bring
first our care, the spirit of the love of the leaves
of a guide to all the clinics and washing:
I too,     I put on the makeup of the eyes,
and the pain and the origin of the woman,
nor is it a bad thing, like the thief in his death world
at the edge of the flesh and the winds slow spread
of moisture cleansed by the skin and breathing,
and the worse the science is by working
on a healthy planet,  it will be the first to demand
the version of the PA that is led to trick trick t
the poverty of mind
for for the fifth time, wait for the yellow flames,
or be hurt, as long as my relative if he has slept
with the dog got through the dark
by not flying, he is now clearly a teenager
sending stones and dirt away from them;
this is the world that has to go down
to the garden and get buried although
it is not apparent from the depth
of the rosy color of the pink genitals lips.

Denudation is an erosive process of breaking
and removing the rocks from the surface
of the earth. It is the wearing away
of the terrestrial land by weathering, erosion,
moving water, ice waves. Denudation is the
result of two main processes, Endogenous
and exogenous. In geology, denudation involves
the processes that cause the wearing away
of the Earth's surface by moving water, by ice,
by wind and by waves, leading to a reduction
in elevation and in relief, land forms
and landscapes. Medical Definition
of denudation: the act or process of removing
surface layers as of skin or an outer covering
as of myelin also: the condition that results
from this. In medicine denudation refers
to the loss of surface layers, such as the
epithelium. Denudation coupled with pealing
and cracking of skin gives rise to "crazy pavement
dermatosis" pattern seen in Kwashiorkor
or Kwashiorkor-Marasmus complex.

how sensible it all seems, how crew-cut and with enough
anaesthetic to k.o. an elephant - outside the laboratories
the populists in whatever guise march on - as with any
congregation, atheists also muster up enough social muscle:
they too have their bouncers and other
gob-smackers with knuckle dusters -
as long as science is popularised it pushes
the boundaries of insensible chasms elsewhere -
                             but with so futile popularisation:
shortages in respective sectors: mandatory,
or as suggested: no longer rich bachelors and
         private laboratories - a science of regurgitation -
once they burned heretics, now the subtle
        championing of mingy sedatives - and since
Joan of Arc's heart no longer aspires to passion
and its all consuming fire, it turns into a wet
piece of coal - reining in the crowds of pop culture
zombies - said before, said again - but how
dislodged the feelings not ranging into absurdity
or at least nibbling on the zest of Dionysus;
but how things changed from that year, 2006,
everyone is asking, the poncy pope with glamorous
attire, the stiff-necked scientists - the pendulum
of guilt swinging in both directions - half of
the 20th century prescribed a fear magnanimously:
oddly enough - as implying: we forgive your
puny religious swooning and answering with
the easiest answers possible... here's a bomb -
so who are the sacred ones? they too are human -
the magazine dissected into:
a. what is reality? (can we be sure that the world
  we experience is not just a figment of our
    imagination) by roger penrose
     b. do we have free will? (the more we find
out about the brain works, the less room there
  seems to be for personal choice or responsibility)
     by patricia churchland
c. what is life? (if we encounter alien life,
chances are we wouldn't recognise it - not even
if it was here on earth) by robert hazen
d. is the universe deterministic?
   (however you look at it, the answer seems to be "maybe")
       by vlatko vedral
   e. what is consciousness? ("my soul is a hidden
    orchestra... all i hear is the music" - fernando pessoa)
            by paul brooks
f. will we ever have a theory of everything?
    (2000 years of rational inquiry may be approaching
  their crowning glory. just one more push could
   be enough...)
                            by michio kaku
   g. what happens after you die? (we have all
  wondered if there is an afterlife, but only a few are brave -
or foolish - enough to try and find out)
                                by mary roach
  h. what comes after **** sapiens?
  (all species are fated either to die out or to evolve
  into something else. all except humans, that is)
                   by james hughes -
so there we have it - the respective pillars of science,
whereby science replaces core beliefs into
core questions - to not hold firm, but to constantly
sway - the 8 founding questions - no more,
  no less - but how many people can perpetually sway?
   the supposed 8 universals, i.e. that every human
  being might, might not, will or will not ask -
     and for these 8 universals, exponential functions
of particulars: because that's how it's supposed
to be: chaotically democratic -
thus everyone knows the objectivity standard:
at its core is awe, outside the core pathology and
apathy - or let us say: passions and indifference -
then subdivisions of (+) and (-), and in general:
   however it is you feel: compensated or left starving.
in 2006, they congregated at a round table and
spoke god-this, god-that - no minority report,
  cold evidence never went down with women (or
so i'm told), three questions, question 1:
                 should science do away with religion?
oddly enough R. Dawkins said:
               "no doubt there are many people who do need
religion, and far be it from me to pull the rug from
under their feet." - we know that the bestseller
              the god delusion came out shortly after.
a physicist (S. Weinberg) similarly (c me la ri lee):
   "science can't provide a sense of magic about the world,
or a community of fellow-believers. there's a
religious mentality that yearns for that."
  L. Krauss: the success of science does not encompass
the entirety of human intellectual experience.
on and on this goes - i guess they have to debate for
the sake of debate - as i am sure everyone is aware:
   a debate can overpower the point of prayer -
confessions? i treat it more like poetry - but in saying
that... where is the medical profession in all of this?
we have astronomers, ecologists, biologists,
physicists, astrophysicists, planetary scientists,
cosmologists, philosophers... what's the odd one out?
it's a bit suspicious that this magazine does not
cite any chemists... and that's ****** obvious...
they're the ones making pacts with the devil -
whether Goethe's or Marlowe's Faust -
then at least to the more obscure rendition
of Pan Twardowski (Herr Tvardovsky) -
         but how odd it already is that chemists haven't
joined ranks with other scientists in their little
Friday night debating club meetings - seriously?
are those boffins serious about all of this?
            or as one said it:
i came from learning to write CO for carbon monoxide,
   and FeO for ferric oxide - or drawing electron migration
  diagrams when two compounds interact (a nice
playground of symbols) and went my way into
   some form of linguistics - primarily working on
          the tetragrammaton - i have no major interest
beyond this definition: would i debate the most
difficult metaphysical assumption of the omni-variations
in terms of ascribing the variations to a being?
i'd stumble in the metaphysical world on omnipresence,
meaning i would be a pantheist - meaning god
    would be anything and everything from the moon,
a mouse, an ant colony, my **** and what not -
            the all-in-one: for one thing, that's already much
too hellish to comprehend, let alone make comedy from.
but they haven't told you about the painkilling
saliva that beats morphine - catherine rougeo:
proceedings of the national academy of sciences,
vol. 103, p. 17979) - the compound's name? opiorphin,
or the scourge of Afghanistan. they also didn't
tell you about Saracen sabres - their scimitars contained
carbon nanotubes - forged from Indian steel
called wootz - 17th century examples studied by
P. Paufler (Dresden) found the carbon nanotubes
and even nanowires (nature, vol. 444, p. 286) -
or is this becoming to look very much like traffic
on London's M25 during rush-hour? it certainly is,
as was intended -
                   1950s: age of optimism -
influenza wave from the east, the indestructible transistor,
   television without wires, baby computer the size of
  a piano, rubber windshields, genetic chemistry,
atomic aircraft, the neutrino, sputnik 1, strontium-90
(radioactive ash)  used by manufacturers of woven
and knitted fabrics to overcome fog markings,
the coleopter, polypropylene (the remnants of German
word-compounding revealed in chemistry, and
only in chemistry, elsewhere compounding is
replaced by hyphenation, i.e. hyphenating),
                  and so on and so forth until present day -
passing through Sir, Julian, Huxley, who reinvented
****** with "positive" eugenics - oh sure, it was still
alive and kicking - quark hunters draw a blank -
             i could reference all else that was involved
in making the last 60 years - beyond that people are
call it ancient history - or are Virgil and as Horace,
and as Ovid did - turned their back to the world,
         into their poplar groves and jasmine filled gardens,
and said: ta'oh!           ta'oh!                 Tao!
  but not until then, before embarking i'm already
dreading to embark with something to add, to even
voice this -                                     but i guess i might:
  as ever, the freedom of speech is never as grand a
                                      luxury as the freedom to think.

She’ll move mountains, she said
Once she’s stable, she believed
Sniffing flowers and leaves
I’m confused, I’m intrigued

They are mostly elderly, frail, ghostly pale, lying there in their beds, comatose. Drugged out of their heads on painkilling meds, rarely with their mouths closed, though many with their teeth close. Tubes in their nose or oxygen masks for those for whom breathing has become too much of a task, I suppose. Totally oblivious to all those of us who have chosen to visit, just to be close. Lost in a world of their own, fighting battles unknown to most of us.

Stay the blade
Till you’ve lathered the face,
It’s only a shave
Not the digging of a grave.
Hope you know what this means?
The dentists do the drilling;
Their procaine is painkilling,
The poet can slander;
He also is the greatest flatterer.
This also requires reason.
Flies hear a drop of honey’s call
Not the din of a gallon of gall.
Friendly remarks multiply friends;
Your frankness alone shouldn’t be the trend,
Be known also for some kindness.
Walk, tall, all you want, tall;
Let this be your goal, not another’s fall.
When the demand is to mock;
Choose instead to be a rock,
Make life easy – it is!

The fragrance pen

Great

An assembly about pills

Schools like mine really know

Just how to trigger countless kids

I do not wish to learn how many people

Die every year overdosing on things that

Might as well have been designed to ****.

No way to opt out or say you can't go just

Because it's triggering in ways that don't show

I don't want to see another mom crying about

Her son who is lost I just want to close my eyes

And cover my ears and wait until they are all gone

Fentanyl... painkilling drugs that can now have such

A morbid and unforeseen cost but look look look!

How many people have been lost? Dead and gone?!

- Cas