In the town of microorganism: bacillus, bacterium, listing vibrio without foresight. A microbe, a microzoary, a world inside a word for worlds, in and out. Slime mold talks intercellular cooperation.Try that in your big digestible book! The feasible small thing freshens the idea that possible idea cooperates in the model. Your political traction suggests the hat you wear as basis for the formulation that you claim a tuft of the real earth. Your breath is mere sentiment. The entire world compels immediacy, the agency of darting. Ideas form freshets even as the mob learns to speak. Political action committee learns nothing beyond, teaches less. Bloodsport becomes the practice of shading and losing the one word. The sight of this divide survives. Do the math now, in this celestial prologue. The new smallness has engaged.
It begins with a scanning of light, a settlement of words. The lightly fracture of Bird sound begins in the office of seeing. Not sentiment but sense, as cool as Green in the Early days. Pasture resists nonpasture, no one Refers to none. All remains including nothing. Morning Is belief and there simply there. Tides go freshly to the point.
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