Discussion in 'Pop and Chips' started by Kimmio, Nov 9, 2016.
It was a dark and stormy night...
The man in black stood at his window, wondering if...
The sun would still rise in the morning.
And world currencies are falling ... sound familiar?
He went over to his desk, opened the top drawer, and screamed.
The desk top had nothing to the underpart? Verily psychic ... a Nous space for intellect and info of value ... Dark Pearl?
All that shimmers is not g*old .. sometimes a denied Shadow 've doubt about using fear for teaching children of opinion and emotion ... tis the pits ... like Must Y acceded ... rot required before the rising PEW is interpreted ... tis a complex order ... be yon das imp-eL!
A pool in the boches ... that's what happens when the physical portion breaks down ... really not much tuit ... just an empties kin process ... like tying a ka NG aurous down? Some bounce may be expected as transferred imp-act ...
Let us see who whines the loudest at the imp Os it shun ... the boules? Little harmony here ... time to move on, Passover ... thus wisdom continues the escape ... tis out there!
His loaded gun was missing.
O'O ... thus those hollo eyes and schnitzel wieners ...
"Where are the children?" he thought.
Sort of like that Grissom novel ... The Client ... the child going underground ... to Australia nonetheless!
Is down under just an expression ... or completely abstract ... absence?
Of course in many perspectives just a novel ... myth?
Is there something greater going on in the unconscious mill as tone? Thus the simple SOL is chit out of luck regarding (leer) complexity ...
As he pondered, a shot rang out from the darkened back yard.
A'crie was heard and a man was struck ... by a flying 3rd (touche, or contact was maid) twas atropos: Moirai on Tuesdays!
No, no it was Tue Dais with Moirai! A tail about sitting with a dying rab'AI? A lot of chewing over occurred about life past ... some say a NDE! Stories are like that ... poly misunderstood ... due to imposed fixations ... some interpreations required from character having a contact with 2 or 3 alien tongues --- right from Acts or I Corinthians on unheard of considerations ... passed over a'priori?
So many connections to be made between isolated stories coming from an archetypical source ... that's old stuff well oiled and Greased ... with differing fatty acids ... DNA?
Goo Gawd is that Go*thi*que ... for those that wished not to see ID ... the un con science ...
Some wild discussions may assist the intercourse ... aged licencousness ... or poetic license ... archaic literary Ness?
The duck knew that the church was near the end of its attachments.
And so it would make a perfect Buddhist gathering place once the last attachment was gone.
And that attachment was his former lover.
A gorgeous goose, with brilliant rainbow-coloured feathers, named Gert.
Gert was quite the same as the first time in the church.
But Gert's partner Alice B. really got the church rocking with her homemade brownies...
Twas a spectre of the virtue US thing gone wild ...
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