A walking example of startle, moose stand bigger than gradual by a fair shake. They take up space. Space has always needed filling, then emptying, like your lungs. You know this, the years come and go. Moose belong to that part of the deer family that celebrates mass. They arrive at conclusions just like you and me. Males get to carry sprawling antlers to prove ridiculousness is a fund. Females avoid all that truck. The word antler derives from the Vulgar Latin anteoculare, which means in front of the eye. Well yeah. Like the leaves of the forest, antlers drop off in deciduous fashion. Because of huge, moose prefer eating tall grasses and shrubs, in winter they are stuck with pine cones. Tho enormous and known for territorial insistence, they fit the tapestry well. This tapestry consists in the mycorrhizal network uniting all beings in the life force banjo music. And of course Socialist revolution aims at liberating the wang dang doodle of which moose, big as they are, form a small part.
The work becomes chiding of sunlight. The work is elegy and shaded. The principle ciphers as a god, in the way transience is purpose. Transience works this brief, ending fields, making trees concern. The hell of halting midway identifies the work of burning thru. Forever makes a sign. Sign makes worthy. Indeed the tramp of feet forward concludes any sentences but suggests more. Long sentences, stupid words. The caroling heard by Dante, brilliantine remorse for a better tide. The long road up from down, and turned around. The work then becomes the work now, as stained glass similitude. Anxious in the class structure of catastrophe, the baying song over all. Nothing to do but be done. Ruskin gave you papers to remind you. Slow battering concedes the earth in time. Time being functional and oblique. The worker inside sees the nation by exhalation. Transitive connection sports of culture. The class that ends becomes the class that begins, both left and right.
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