From the thing itself, beyond seasoned aptness. Life is like living but blurred by you were listening. Aspect ratio telemetry in myriad languages smooth as rocks approaches time to look. Words piece together things or things find words. Endlessness is a choice, written big in words as shiny as geese. Words simply take the time in radiation and radical point. Stein wrote the heft of nothing special, start there or whatever. You can slowly adjust the franchise, commodity's inner workings. Subglacial quips, subliminal washouts, frantic azure in the breeze of frosty Friday: these special sparking hallways slyly enjoin. Maybe you read too much into reading too much. Further on is where you’ll stay.
The horde manages. In querulous crowd each bacterium rattles swords as a function of ruction. Ruction brings the bear of action. Bacteria has stuff to do and do this in the present listing pressure to do. Ready to inflame but not entirely negative presences, bacteria gather momentum. Like you and your tidal dreams, bacteria think prosperity at every moment. The think mind expands to giddy unlimited and frack (wrenches the rock). Universes are for filling. The candy of delight motivates the heated action. Tears cannot quench. A star, a star hangs proper in the sky forever while you witness. You are the energy you eat.
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pieces of shiny words
radiate
frosty blurs
slyly approaching
subglacial sparks
slowly adjusting
to subliminal things
simply beyond
whatever azure languages
listen to
in the radical
heft of an
inner breeze
where maybe
nothing points
to nothing
but an aspect
of the aptness
of
itself.
pieces of shiny words
radiate
frosty blurs
slyly approaching
subglacial sparks
slowly starting to adjust
to subliminial things
simply beyond
whatever azure language
listens to
in the radical
heft of an
inner breeze
where maybe
nothing points
to nothing
but an aspect
of the aptness
of
itself.