spiny urchin
2015-08-01 00:55:52 UTC
If the interests that be want me dead, then probably the only way to do that
is to physically kill me in person. I don't believe in any of this
telepathic homicide horseshit, although some have tried and some have
failed. Some are even dead. A man at a podium and a woman playing Dorothy
don't constitute THE world view, they constitute A world view, and at that a
sector of 0.0000000000001% of the whole. The rest of the population has
dreams as well. So does all life, human and none; organic or inorganic;
dead or alive.
I made a mistake and she never let me live it down. Instead she used the
situation to exploit and hurt me every way she knew how. In the end, then,
it was her who lost her life, not me; and before her, her father. Now the
events have come full circle. I'm just a pea brain before the
super-intelligence of all humanity, and here is where I currently stay. I
said the prayer, the thermodynamics hearkened, and the rest fell into place.
I felt the heavy air of the storm, but she's no longer there. She came and
went to take her adversaries and leave me with a warm diamond donned hand.
In her song she advocates for oppressed women everywhere, even some with 9
cats, and avenges them. The downhill trend of the world can be slowed,
stopped and reversed by addressing female oppression to modulate the
collective and keep her sword at bay.
After the rein of man following the Big Bang; midway through woman steps in
and reins in the Big Crunch. Due to science man has become the vestigial
sex needed only as a drone for sperm.
Her sister will be coming round the mountain riding 6 white horses to patch
up the rifts, trenches and seams later.
is to physically kill me in person. I don't believe in any of this
telepathic homicide horseshit, although some have tried and some have
failed. Some are even dead. A man at a podium and a woman playing Dorothy
don't constitute THE world view, they constitute A world view, and at that a
sector of 0.0000000000001% of the whole. The rest of the population has
dreams as well. So does all life, human and none; organic or inorganic;
dead or alive.
I made a mistake and she never let me live it down. Instead she used the
situation to exploit and hurt me every way she knew how. In the end, then,
it was her who lost her life, not me; and before her, her father. Now the
events have come full circle. I'm just a pea brain before the
super-intelligence of all humanity, and here is where I currently stay. I
said the prayer, the thermodynamics hearkened, and the rest fell into place.
I felt the heavy air of the storm, but she's no longer there. She came and
went to take her adversaries and leave me with a warm diamond donned hand.
In her song she advocates for oppressed women everywhere, even some with 9
cats, and avenges them. The downhill trend of the world can be slowed,
stopped and reversed by addressing female oppression to modulate the
collective and keep her sword at bay.
After the rein of man following the Big Bang; midway through woman steps in
and reins in the Big Crunch. Due to science man has become the vestigial
sex needed only as a drone for sperm.
Her sister will be coming round the mountain riding 6 white horses to patch
up the rifts, trenches and seams later.