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FeaturedThe Push
Filthy hands Strong working hands Push for the currency The arbitrarily valued man-made rag New old Language so overused Simply being whelmed because Artefact is art[e/i]fact to artifact My place Such a void A Nietzschean nihilistic paradise Where God screens ‘His’ calls Find contentment By contemplating contempt In contemptful contemplation bred The idea, mankind’s most… Read more
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Trip through hell?
Been there I sell tickets to the e-rides Love good and bad Because Biblickally I ought to. Kant take your reason and the Hume-idity in this place suffocates me I could plato it down and Locke it in…my sin is my sin. Same as it ever was
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To words…
I wish you could haul your life And pay attention to your heart I miss you like a fat kid misses a weightbench…nah…I miss you way more and weigh more. Two decades…words….hurts. <3*******<3 Please, readers, visit wordswithmari. She is bomb but together we are Hancock https://m.imdb.com/title/tt0448157/ Always, t, always.
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