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blackberry locust aardvark Nothing else means anything more or less. I don't have the spine for Act Utilitarianism, and I don't have the modesty for Rule, and I've have the slightest hope for Supernatural Variables. I am too reasonable for Empiricism and too sensitive for Rationalism. And I would discard all of such big, pretentious words, if they hadn't been so fucking cleverly appointed to the inescapable sentience that they enshroud. But, I can't distinguish between bullshit, schizophrenia, and what could be some sort of Short Novels of the Masters Syndrome. And I can't distinguish between psychological cytoplasm and the psychological organelles. Or psychological methods and psychological classes, or psychological loops from psychological nested loops. Perhaps all analogies to this end are useless, in which case I can only idly poke at the futile symbolistic disease that we call Thought. And that is Life, I guess, at this point.
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luna luna luna
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THIS is INTERESTING I seem to be developing into a schizophrenic......or else my short term memory has really gotten bad. I swear I didn`t write the previous line luna luna luna. the LUNA IN JUNA IS NOTHING LIKE A TUNA
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what's it to you?
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