Simple Theories

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  This vine, the glory of Vinland--if we could just find Vinland to jar our mixed feelings. Sure, the simple fleshy fruit that usually has many seeds is a  berry . Not a  drupe  that requires one seed to fulfill definition. Grape explains fecundity by the roadside. Emboldened, vines extend reach, like a poem in the great book and ears attuned to how words remain invented or inverted. Grapes define seasonal with the smell of autumn. Bold sun investment and an urge to crawl about, the grape presents agile opportunity. Your kudzu extremism fosters that political gallop of the programmatic opine. Make americas mean something. We drown there. Please by compelling thought in sun not the dimming dimming force feed. Grape parties on in sinecure and homegrown melody, thanks. Thanks that you smell fruition. You could do worse.

  Bears look at life from both sides now, which explains nothing. The viable poetry of bears places stern assonance to the fore. They growl like constancy. Their televisions flicker with mind-tossing opinion about life and retraction. Like you, bears can only be fooled. Bears as a species have three masts and excellent maneuverability. They can climb trees and run faster than you. Their flags rise as verbal as are you. Their gun decks thrill with large claws and devastating teeth. They make up for their lean winter diet by eating tons during the warm months, and consuming tankards of good ale. Brains and brawn and attitude a-plenty, bears deserve to be your rug. Say you have been somewhere and think you are something, that makes you more powerful than bear. You have a holy mission to be. You have birthright and the mannered billfold to do it. Your scat compounds in compliance. You are bear to the bear because you say so. Hold tight the anchor of your renown.

  Deciduous as may be, poplars maintain a cheerful temperament. Rooted in the present, they remain unafflicted by wanderlust. For poplars, a day in the sun soothes like a day at a dance. Music trembles in the beak of singing bird. When bud break occurs and lush leaves appear, man, it's like the song of a docent. Poplars always present a pleasant aspect. Just as it does with you, the bark of poplars becomes darker and rougher with age. No prob! Life fills to the brim. Plucky birds find niches in the verdure. Stomata openings trade carbon dioxide for oxygen while chlorophyll presents an aspect of green freshness. Attitude counts. Life is short , or long on shortness. Someday, everything becomes today. Spreading roots and branches supply the needed picture. You are your neighbour’s tree.

  The medium of difference and distance from another. We are worthy to breathe our air. They worthily breathe the water life that scrolls past too. We are about and upon while they stay under and in. Quickly in the midst of other, could any live? The trees are sorrow and likewise the diatoms. The plastic joy of swimming puts a memory in place. The other has wings and fins and leaves. Our skin says so. Sonar of beings and being in the sloshing waters. Our skin says so again. Each language a different life, each life a vocabulary change to say one thing in the immediate place. We are, and in that aptitude we have a second spaced just so, and placed just so. To what do you hold, entrained, entranced, with promo codes in lace? Hum the chorus, we know you rider.

  The medium of difference and distance from another. We are worthy to breathe our air. They worthily breathe the water life that scrolls past too. We are about and upon while they stay under and in. Quickly in the midst of other, could any live? The trees are sorrow and likewise the diatoms. The plastic joy of swimming puts a memory in place. The other has wings and fins and leaves. Our skin says so. Sonar of beings and being in the sloshing waters. Our skin says so again. Each language a different life, each life a vocabulary change to say one thing in the immediate place. We are, and in that aptitude we have a second spaced just so, and placed just so. To what do you hold, entrained, entranced, with promo codes in lace? Hum the chorus, we know you rider.