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oldephebe
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I mean who among us can resist it?
I mean we plod through mechanisitic worlds as each drudgery entombs us and the minute we get a chance to speak in our own tongue--and to unyoke, unburden upon a hapless audience the individualistic pyscyhological constellation of our own compelling narcissism, we like Thepsis' steeds break loose from the chariot and ride amidst the shadow and flame across the ancient cave wall.
But its probably only really enthralling to an audience of one--or maybe some poor bloke is just sitting through it in his pursuit of trim.
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oldephebe
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I mean who among us can resist it?
I mean we plod through mechanisitic worlds as each drudgery entombs us and the minute we get a chance to speak in our own tongue--and to unyoke, unburden upon a hapless audience the individualistic pyscyhological constellation of our own compelling narcissism, we like Thepsis' steeds break loose from the chariot and ride amidst the shadow and flame across the ancient cave wall.
But its probably only really enthralling to an audience of one--or maybe some poor bloke is just sitting through it in his pursuit of trim.
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oldephebe
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i guess why no one put anything here..is that because most of blather is narccissistic rhapsody. and the whole lure thing just goes w/o saying.
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pete
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its true, when i'm looking the deepest into someone else, or even admiring the surface of the world in its complex and imperfect turnings, i blathe less then when i'm thrown into a selfconsumptive despair--for one reason or another--and find myself searching for reasons that are not available in the mechanics of the world around us. basically, at times like these i'm happy with the words i speak in close quaters, whereas when those words are muted, the inner writings overflow.
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unhinged
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i've been feeling particularly narcissistic lately
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