22/06/2009

don't O don't ask ~ !

Do not ask who it tolls for theeeeeeeeeeeeeee belllllllllllllllllsssssssssssssssssss
it ringzzzzzzzzzzzz for theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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zzzzz for theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Jill hurries home, shes only nearly a hundred and red year deadgone to dust of phenomena. Her egology is strumpeted
transcendent. She wont have any teeth left at this rate.
What rate? is the rational?
Mister Edmund
was hanging tight
A little of this a little of that and its the
succinct
susurrussusurrus of

Seurat the
pointillism of
desire eye
the tea
taking
tactile
honey
he bread
and bears
are borne
to upward
on the swinging wind
in her holy ever effervescent
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Mona wont remember its nearby molecule.
her propinquity aint made that way. besides being Maid she's made of
amnesia and schlock choices on most day. What marram of grass is this in the headland of being nothing and the gap passed
administered as consciousness does what it do?

Can Mona find the reply in her flipping Plato pages? Does it take paging the old philoking himself door to door with Socrates knocking to acquire the Delphic retort? Come away come away you harbingers of sight and harbour . this wardour avenue atmosphere is no guardian of the truth.


Where is Socrate's wife? Doe she stew the dialectic behind his back? it's that postcard thing cooking up at the pharmacy's the problem. Well, blow me over, you ancient castle. I aint got no card to cook your goose. We're hell bent on makingthe Same no matter what we try of goose and gander. But a willow's not a window no matter how you shake it.
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Jill hurries "back" she's arrived at the window pane. her marianne moorish clusters are grapes to view and better sentiment than that has gotten her goat, and her
going's goine good and true. So thus it become s and thus it was .