Often trees are conductors of the absolute, the sidereal cuss eternity. the blow escapes the rehab and into the fire as known but lost coupons short of your toaster of existence. the mind needs consciousness, consciousness does not need mind. Bon Voyage.. when the body revolts within itself, and parts battle parts, it's the last revolution, the last pogo, follow the few that have wisdom, don't let it deceive with knowledge, the brass ring of annihilation, you'll be recognized by a chip, and maybe it will be all that's left..
Monday, May 26, 2014
Arther C. Clarke (1917-2008)
“The only way of discovering the limits of the possible is to venture a little way past them into the impossible.”
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