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The Soul Mistakes its Adventures and Calls them Moods

 

I was saying the other day the peace is the kind of war that allows acts of love and creation in its course; it is, then, a more complex and obscure process than war properly so-called, as life is more obscure and more profound than death.

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THE SLEAZY PHILOSOPHER

Guy:I didn’t lie to you baby, I deconstructed the truth/falsehood dichotomy.

Girl: SLAP

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“Just because something is inside something doesn’t mean it can’t be inside something else.” This is true, in fact everything is inside multiple other things.

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MY MIND: Vorticism.  It is all nothing but vortices: tornadoes and whirlpools and such.

MY HEART: But what about tables and chairs and people?

MY MIND: Nothing but very sluggish and slow-moving vortices.

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My Adulthood: There can be no unity without unification.

My Childishness: Sometimes there can.

My Adulthood: Yeah.  Sometimes.  But not often.

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Q: Why ya so smart, Mr. Smartikins?

A: I am a high-IQ mentally retarded adult, and bring to bear on intellectual pursuits the demonic energy that characterizes my species!

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I’m afraid your clarity, sir, only allows you to see confusion more clearly.

It’s all I got, buddy, it’s all I got.

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Eternity is in love with the production of time, but they are a slut

 

 

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