| what_are_you_today | ||
| blown cherry |
a plasma of meaning and nothing intent without drive past and present fusing to become nothing where does escape lie? indeed |
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| tourist |
I, The tinkering fool Fumbling with the futile attempts Being made In flight, At the Desperatly Needed repairs Aimed at controling The whole rattling Bailywick As it Shudders Its way Toward Emminent Decay. The Future's Uncertain And the End Is Always Near! Roll Baby Roll |
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| epitome of incomprehensibility | Today I am a Chaucer scholar. Tomorrow I may be a poet, an artisan, or a reader of cartoons; but probably a housekeeper at some point as well. | 081010 |
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| e_o_i | I like the idea of one's occupation changing from day to day | 081010 |