A light here required a shadow there. You cannot send a message without a text in the body. The text must have a body. Without a head, a middle, and feet, you are only transmitting a stream of unconscious desires that do not serve to purpose they were intended to: they are lost. These are only two numbers you are seeing. These are only diodes and filters. These are only synapses firing their guns to start a relay race. Take it as you may, but you’re still wasting my time. Please, leave.
The message is nothing but an empty shell of a structure, without any governmental funding left to maintain their needs. If there’s nothing left to take care of, then what are you still there clinging to? Doesn’t it make sense that you need a breath of fresh air in order to expunge yourself of all of these dangerous chemicals that are circulating around. Stand over the facts and see if you are able to comprehend them. Just try it. Don’t stand under them; take control of those little breadcrumbs you find so intriguing.
But you’re still hungry. I see how you’re eyeing my plate full of food. But you’re not interested in eating this shit. You want meat, and lots of it. Believe me, I want it as badly as you do, but I will not let this become one of those pitiful cases of accumulation where the bosses get beat at their own game.
So I look at my life and I'm curious about what I will ever do whenever I decide to grow up and become a man. It's life, the way it should be. There is no stranger more strange than I. I wish I could fly whenever the fancy fleeted its way in and out of my head. Where will we go when I think about this dream that I've lived and decided to taken upon myself. In this day and age, we all try to grasp onto something that is material and present. The problem is that sometimes we have no control over the events in our lives. As a result, some people feel very threatened by the things they cannot control. I wish I could just get to that point. After 45 years of getting thrown to the curb, I finally decided to take it upon myself to live and let others live.
Minutemen use firehoses to keep Mexican off of the US-Mexico border, yet the water source they are using had dried up since the Americans have dammed up so many rivers, streams, and tributaries. Why don’t you use the chili peppers, they’re red-hot, that litter the streets of the border in order to keep out the People of the Sun?
People always lean towards things when they are alone. The external nature of our perception and our existence depends solely on the fact that we need to perceive things in order to exist. Based on this, it is easy to see how the world can become distorted to the point where we become defined by our possessions.
Insincerity weaved between truths. How could I not believe what she was telling me? You know? Doesn’t that make sense to believe some opinion that someone gives you, while they are telling you the truth, you have to believe their interjections into the narrative of truth.
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Indeed he seemed to her sometimes made differently from other people, born blind, deaf, and dumb, to the ordinary things, but to the extraordinary things, with an eye like an eagle’s.I will go home in order to connect with people who only leave their breadcrumbs on the Superhighway. I wish I could just sustain myself with those crumbs, but I just have a bunch of pigeons circling over me with a licentious look in their eye. I am confused by it all. Why would I withdrawal in order to be a better human being? Why does being a human being mean I have to interact with others? I just don't understand life like I used to a long, long time ago.
For days there hung about her, as after a dream some subtle change is felt in the person one has dreamt of, more vividly than anything she said, the sound of murmuring and, as she sat in the wicker arm-chair in the drawing-room window she wore, to Lily’s eyes, an august shapes; the shape of a dome.