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Should one count on such a thing.

Endurance is fractional, as if diffused into water, into these people.

Skin tears are square, implying that by aging we loose dimension.

I don't exist for my own reasons. But I'd like to.

We get what we settle for. Common men slave out of necessity, but are undriven.

This air today is better than wealth or power. It...
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Nusing compairs to the nudist stars of meek! Just ask the shaving, or the veins of this leaf. I am the captin of interlopers with a temple of soap bubbles. Commanding you to do some scrubbings sometimes.

Happy Halloween!

Your intelligence is determined by the integrity of your will

and these slow gravitational changes

unlike

"I met this girl at coffee, we fell in love, and now she's at my house."

and more like the negative gravity of the tides

or the noose that is set, outside the scope of your understanding

and a lot of things are relative

as you remind me when...
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So what gives? The star-stained proportion of mass testicular torsion and the old man bleeding. No more about the coffee can, Charles, for you're a fat man. A very fat man.

I ran the miracle mile, like a single cell of some hiro-down-trodden revival. The cuts are deep and sweet and lead out.

The word abstain is a separate language between us. A gap with...
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Sinking stinking unfoiling overeating piecing this whining coward back up.

liberty is isolation in the absence of any decent community.

Note to self-

check out:

Born Against
Buck-Tick
Million Dead
His Name is Alive

Ode to the ants of my tub:

This solemn disintegration is familiar. The silence, being coached into thinking by the commercial machine. The shavings of my mental undoing are piling high, while every evidence of this distribution of waist looms. I pray for their tiny bodies. For their struggle is epic. Tiny beings martyr themselves for us, suspending poisons, trading their lives to aid the...
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Today more than any other I know, life is about the time you DON'T spend at work, school, what ever.

The Man takes the fat of your life at birth. Take it back.

I was talking with O. when I relized that my mental state was degrading, after a short talk with R. she corrected me:

Integrety is when thought, speach and action all come into allignment.

I gotta jot this kind of shit down or else I get it all mixed up. I have tallent but no technique.

Evil out of idleness