Scrying the cafe.
The Truth is a dangling carrot
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happy
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Gets this in google.
Someone is definitely laughing at me.
posted by Pills the Clown @ 3:24 PM
Pills the Clown
I have, as of late, lost all my mirth... NO WAIT, there it is, in the kitchen sink next to the smelly rag and the spilled lsd. I find myself experiencing and perceiving revolutions. Cracking beliefs left, right and center, with hope oozing through the nascent seams. Stasis is worse than death. The visitations are here to save you. Often they bare the painted visage. The solution is to learn freedom from self. Look to the clowns.
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2 Comments:
like, what happened to your blog title dude? I's easily confused
Litotes The Clown
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PS:
I have been reflecting on your speed of memory and spilled scotch in the context of the subjectivity of time.
PPS:
Like spilled scotch I think 'what an awful waste'
Mwhahahahaha. Seriously let em laugh. Question is are they laughing in truth or a lie.
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