New blog/View blog
or, "My Lack of Thought Remembering"
Story of my life's story!, and is he still laughing in there?, like a chirp cheeping from a trash bin? I'd like to spend some time with you this week, but it feels like my future time's twisted taffy-like; that mesmerizing machine.
Is this 'earthy'? Sounds like a mushroom or crunchy or something(, or) real. I wish it was earthly, then I could just gunk up the werks, make it all last a little longer, like the Sexy Olympics, like where we read each other's one letter-words and smile, like those those warm ass-in-lap, dick-up-ass momentos, where we are, as we say, very close. "Time is ephemeral" as they say, and which we fully reject, since it entrappens one in that perpetual, grand-narrative state, away from the configuration manifold where Heideggerian It is happening, where we ek-sist, and be be-ing in the clearing of being, and all that rock-n-roll and blues and jazz, and etc etc et al.
Speaking of rhetorical, have I got a model for you! Sexual complementarianism ain't never done us no good, and ain't I a woman, like Sojourner, too? The enlightenment sure put us in the dark about a great deal of things. Some day we will call it the Darkening Ages, because it put such bullshit in such stark relief, and I will try to be the one that makes sure that it happens. But I still wish the pilgrims ate prime rib.
And on and on and on and on.
Yours in Goosebumpedness,
Terrorista
Story of my life's story!, and is he still laughing in there?, like a chirp cheeping from a trash bin? I'd like to spend some time with you this week, but it feels like my future time's twisted taffy-like; that mesmerizing machine.
Is this 'earthy'? Sounds like a mushroom or crunchy or something(, or) real. I wish it was earthly, then I could just gunk up the werks, make it all last a little longer, like the Sexy Olympics, like where we read each other's one letter-words and smile, like those those warm ass-in-lap, dick-up-ass momentos, where we are, as we say, very close. "Time is ephemeral" as they say, and which we fully reject, since it entrappens one in that perpetual, grand-narrative state, away from the configuration manifold where Heideggerian It is happening, where we ek-sist, and be be-ing in the clearing of being, and all that rock-n-roll and blues and jazz, and etc etc et al.
Speaking of rhetorical, have I got a model for you! Sexual complementarianism ain't never done us no good, and ain't I a woman, like Sojourner, too? The enlightenment sure put us in the dark about a great deal of things. Some day we will call it the Darkening Ages, because it put such bullshit in such stark relief, and I will try to be the one that makes sure that it happens. But I still wish the pilgrims ate prime rib.
And on and on and on and on.
Yours in Goosebumpedness,
Terrorista
posted by martyr in moderation at 10:10 PM
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