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aches pains shed nothing real–details too disgusting– better to ignore
Bill! Bill! Bill! Bill! C’mon Bill. You and Philosophy in an unholy alliance? No! Were you recently blinded by science? Stick with the facts and the methodological ’cause you’re nowhere near the wellspring logical. Don’t go pathological! Would anyone want … Continue reading
rising, that sure fate, inevitability will flood our land lives
I – The Problem It’s simple really, they just don’t want any change. Leave it to the kids. II – The Cost But life will worsen when lived conveniently. Sloth is its own cost.
You want to see more and store the big boxes and all those leftovers until finding yogurt is like scaling an enamel and glass ridge and your mustard can’t be located after extensive flyovers ’cause we didn’t stay sane and … Continue reading
Love is chocolate, delightful all at once, true, but better savoured.