Shit happens ….
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It’s part of life
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It’s part of life
… be careful of the blow back
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Well, today in not the 12th century. We have recourse and laws to counter abuse.
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Raving? How do you earn your living? Do you earn your income?
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Someone has a diaper fetish, Huh, Matty?
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It’s part of life … be careful of the blow back
Watch for hippos. _g
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"Shit happens … It’s part of life … be careful of the blow back." ~ Raving "Watch for hippos." ~ g "… and sea shells, smores, unsettled scores Loose leaf, unsung In The Morgan Libraire Halved along a dotted line, A melted marshmallow, A 4-cubed Hershey square nicely sliced Inside a chocolate sandwich To be made, alas, prepared well ~ A swell Snoring Smore shared With The Ilk of Too, Or Sandwiched, likewise, between Me & you. ~ Folly
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"Shit happens … It’s part of life … be careful of the blow back." ~ Raving "Watch for hippos." ~ g "Freudian slips, Potamus, & typos, too." ~ Folly
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Raving? How do you earn your living? Do you earn your income?
No in-come per say … … Only out-go There is the rub, eh? The twits mindlessly and selfishly aborted the ‘in-come’ that I had established whilst it was still in its infancy. Now, there is just a vacuum
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"Raving? How do you earn your living? Do you earn your income?" ~ Twittering "No in-come per say … … Only out-go There is the rub, eh? The twits mindlessly And selfishly aborted the ‘in-come’ That I had established whilst It was still in its infancy. Now, There is just a vacuum." ~ Raving If fear present, no, Not a vacuum ~ Rather a corrosive, stinging, Or numbing atmosphere That eats away. Destroys joy. Undermines a vision of tomorrow. Spoils a vision of yesterday. Makes misery of now." ~ Twittering
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"… does not cut mustard." ~ Raving "Cepsicum ~ Pants on Fire ~ !" ~ Twittering "… our past life ~ Just a Best ~ Kept secret ~ ! A regression analysis, Post Hoc. Ha Ha." ~ Cepsicum "Black & white tiles, diminished perspective Makes ~ Until another arrival, The Children’s Hour, when your White ~ Glove inspection Passes mustard. My velveteen rabbit’s A cuddly sort of fellow. O, I love him so ~ ! And my Giving Tree, too, but O ~ Chopped down. Doncha know ~ ?" ~ Twittering "Heck, yeah ~ Just ask Ms. Theresa Stanford, Twitter’s Bestest Bud ~ !" ~ Folly "Peppermint ~ Please Tell me a Nursery Tale. Please, come ~ Hurry ~ !" ~ Twittering "Twitty, what’s the difference between Being alone and loneliness?" ~ Cepsicum "Florence Nightingale ~ ?" ~ Twittering "O, Ms. Nightingale, born in Florence Yes, I know ~ O, you teach me, O, yes, I do know, my former school M’am. But O ~ Know ~ ! So taught, so wet my panties You make, you taunt me, I miss you so, this very minute, Even though, those, ‘Scenes From Another Life’ I read instead, to hold me over Until alas, My bed stead, your arrival, your coming For me. Hold me, Cepsicum. Please, both Meta ~ Phorical and my real. O, Shoe me your Pepper, Pretty Please ~ I read ‘The Story of O,’ like you told Me too. Now, alas, What’s next?" ~ Twittering * "I read today through that Book of Ours ~ A nightbreeze must have paged it back Past the empty days since to entries With a script as dark as last night’s Dream of you. Back to the Letter Scene What was left to write, suite to loft …" ~ JD McClatchy, From "Scenes From Another Life"
"Molly, Polly, Raving, Alex, too, O, Classic Poppycock ~ Goose, loon, grey parrot, too, O, Tres kewl foul ~ ! But they’re not Twitty’s lofty comforter …" ~ Folly "… and every bed That’s warm and snugly needs a lofty comforter ~ !" ~ Twittering "O, yes, Amsterdam nights, cold and drafty ~ But O, Cepsicum, how’s about sharing a crystal Waterford Glass with me? Our class, now over." ~ Twittering "O, yes, As noon time’s past. The afternoon Now free till suppertime." ~ Cepsicum
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If fear present, no, Not a vacuum ~ Rather a corrosive, stinging, Or numbing atmosphere That eats away.
Described very nicely, Twitting One. Bespeaks of one who has been there and doing that too … Destroys joy. Undermines a vision of tomorrow. Spoils a vision of yesterday. Makes misery of now." ~ Twittering
Oh, but don’t forget the vacuum It’s the apathy and the weariness … And the incredible implosion of ‘who am I kidding’, soft and gooey futility, when one works up the motivation to do something about it. Do you know what I mean ?
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"… please tell Mr. Andrew Solomon, his words, O, so true, O, so wise." ~ Folly
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"Twitty, what’s the difference between Being alone and loneliness?" ~ Capsicum "Heidegger and Sartre, Being and Nothingness, not necessarily In that order, for, O, yes, I know ~ Being precedes Essence, And essentially, too, Essence Precedes our being Here. Although our Before, As well, our Ever After, goes on …" ~ Twittering "Yes, very good grrl, You’ve learned today’s lesson well." ~ Capsicum "So, Peppermint ! ~ My treat, What? Existentialism, Essentialism, Neo Platonism, By any name, yours." ~ Twittering
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Intuition, that’s all .. "Twitty, what’s the difference between Being alone and loneliness?" ~ Capsicum
I don’t read the philosophers, Twittering. Maybe I’m lazy. Maybe it’s a mistake on my behalf Nevertheless … When the question is proposed: What is the the difference between ‘Being alone’ and ‘loneliness’ It stimulates extensive recognition and understanding within me. Where did it come from? So what else is new? What does it imply? What should I do with/about it? I appologize for coming across as being arrogant. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – "Heidegger and Sartre, Being and Nothingness, not necessarily In that order, for, O, yes, I know ~ Being precedes Essence, And essentially, too, Essence Precedes our being Here. Although our Before, As well, our Ever After, goes on …" ~ Twittering "Yes, very good grrl, You’ve learned today’s lesson well." ~ Capsicum "So, Peppermint ! ~ My treat, What? Existentialism, Essentialism, Neo Platonism, By any name, yours." ~ Twittering
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What’s intuition, You mean above, you wrote there?
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What’s intuition, You mean above, you wrote there?
Yeah. … seems wierd. I had to do a triple-take to make certain that I actually wrote – Intuition, that’s all ..
And then I recalled how the line became inserted It was a ’start’ to the bulk of what I said because I wished to <bracket what you wrote so as to highlight it … Thus, I recalled … Intuition, that’s all .. ~~~~ Intuitively, inherently, I already know these things.
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