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Piece, love and Harmony, her rags tenderly scattered across Th1Y3e floor. Now she's gone. If this wasn't you..was it you, the image in reflected skies? Active 5 mins. ago...
Insta-bility of the draperies, expanding artificial horizons. Superstitious about dollarsigns, the consistencies of bread, the stock market charts. Waiting for the piano to fall down from above, crashing on the pavement In fantastic damage.
Please take a minute to review. A civilization in an everlasting stagnant condition on the edge of collapse. All things caught up in resemblance far from signaling Space died yesterday.
Strolling down the theme park alleys A phantom among phantoms, a shadow a hundred times more shadow than the shadow the red carpet moves and goes on moving.
Wanking, Banking. The chimera of formalism. Thanking dear blog for posting, boasting, ghosting... Shelf-doubt, and shelf-critism attached as pdf for an informal, often short, description of how to accomplish a specific task. Shadowbox in a box a lot.
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There's a hole in heaven where some sin slips through. The reverted sky in your climaxing eyes. Billions and Billions and Billions Of expressions of the same thoughts.
The angry manifesto Written by countless souls Dwelling in the cities ravines. And you still own your photos and videos. 212 people reacted to this comment.
Big dreams small nightmares. Running down an endless corridor. Serve algorithm endorsing nihilism Butterfly dissolved in acidic drank.
Calm before... Remember oppenheimers words of realization. Scientists as generals. Why not dig up surrealist archeology, shattered relics missing an arm or two of past present and future.
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Before all principles The electric manipulation of axons Howling winds through the grids of the cityscape Something missing in the structure of the back of your head. Put it into context.