Proof 32a

In the proximity of an epiphany and yet they try to discredit me. ideas pop up like methane gas from a lake light one and watch it take me away. you can keep your quantum leap I’ll just plod along, a tortoise with a purpose and for dinner I’ll eat lettuce, the hare was here…

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Spitting cobra’s

They do politics in triplicate a syndicate three card tricksters, politicians are mathematicians they fix the odds and the odds are we’re fucked the minute we vote for them. the alternative could be anarchy and that’d suit me because anarchists help the aged don’t they? I’m in two minds which is a bit of a…

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