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And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚ
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Monday, November 22, 2021 at 2:48:09 PM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
is there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
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am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.⌠The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
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Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:58:59 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
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i won't forget to change my tampon! :-)am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks... Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.⌠The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:59:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:58:59 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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save the world, bob.i won't forget to change my tampon! :-)am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks... Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 12:06:25 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:59:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:58:59 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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do you have any morals, do you have any point of view?save the world, bob.i won't forget to change my tampon! :-)am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks... Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness... Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 1:08:42 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 12:06:25 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:59:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:58:59 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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i guess my vagina is unimportant and as useless as tits on a bull.do you have any morals, do you have any point of view?save the world, bob.i won't forget to change my tampon! :-)am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks... Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness... Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
thanks a lot.
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 1:09:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 1:08:42 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 12:06:25 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:59:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:58:59 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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i guess my vagina is unimportant and as useless as tits on a bull.do you have any morals, do you have any point of view?save the world, bob.i won't forget to change my tampon! :-)am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless down⌠Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...Good version...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar... Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone... Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness... Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source... And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
thanks a lot.forget about helping me, in my SICK HOUSE. cold, wet, broken-down, falling apart....living in slops.
you don't even want to BE with me.
what a fucking joke.
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 5:16:20 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:deteriorating house of sickness of disease, no one caring to share their decent connections with me, nobody wanting to help me, a single woman all alone, helpless, rather than let the vicious swarm of creeping vermin continue to injure me and cause me
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 1:09:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 1:08:42 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Sunday, November 28, 2021 at 12:06:25 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:59:31 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 8:58:59 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 9:16:20 AM UTC-8, Zod wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
i guess my vagina is unimportant and as useless as tits on a bull.do you have any morals, do you have any point of view?save the world, bob.i won't forget to change my tampon! :-)am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless down⌠Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...Good version...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar... Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone... Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire.... Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness... Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source... And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
thanks a lot.forget about helping me, in my SICK HOUSE. cold, wet, broken-down, falling apart....living in slops.
you don't even want to BE with me.
what a fucking joke.continually verbally ATTACKED and taken advantage of by the scum who come through here, for being a single gentle woman on whom they want to dump all their ire and resentments towards americans, so much so, i'll just live in here by myself, in my
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)Inspired! Thank you. (I had to look up "mickle.") Tom Friedman ended his long NY Times piece on Glasgow a couple of weeks ago with this:
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And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚ
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 3:26:31 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Tuesday, November 23, 2021 at 12:52:08 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
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am i in danger?Please be careful...there really are no other "versions," it was just me hammering it out to get to this....chopping through the night, chopping through the dawn, chopping through ice...through pelting sleet and snow...stop me now before i slit my throatis there another version you thought was better?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚGood version...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.⌠The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
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And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚInspired! Thank you.
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
(I had to look up "mickle.")
Two planets are talking to each other. One looks like a beautiful blue marble and the other a dirty brown ball.
âWhat on earth happened to you?â the beautiful planet asks the brown one.
âI had Homo sapiens,â answers the brown planet.
âDonât worry,â says the blue planet. âThey donât last long.â
On Monday, November 29, 2021 at 11:08:04 AM UTC-8, Willie wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
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thank you....i think...not quite sure what inspired means....?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚInspired! Thank you.
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
(I had to look up "mickle.")i was looking for a word which rhymed with pickle! ;-)
Tom Friedman ended his long NY Times piece on Glasgow a couple of weeks ago with this:
Two planets are talking to each other. One looks like a beautiful blue marble and the other a dirty brown ball.thank you....i think...not quite sure what inspired means....?
âWhat on earth happened to you?â the beautiful planet asks the brown one.
âI had Homo sapiens,â answers the brown planet.
âDonât worry,â says the blue planet. âThey donât last long.â
On Monday, November 29, 2021 at 11:08:04 AM UTC-8, Willie wrote:By "inspired" I just mean feeling the muse. Transported.
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 7:55:01 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
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thank you....i think...not quite sure what inspired means....?And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚInspired! Thank you.
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
(I had to look up "mickle.")i was looking for a word which rhymed with pickle! ;-)
Tom Friedman ended his long NY Times piece on Glasgow a couple of weeks ago with this:
Two planets are talking to each other. One looks like a beautiful blue marble and the other a dirty brown ball.thank you....i think...not quite sure what inspired means....?
âWhat on earth happened to you?â the beautiful planet asks the brown one.
âI had Homo sapiens,â answers the brown planet.
âDonât worry,â says the blue planet. âThey donât last long.â
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
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And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚ
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
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And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
Barn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 8:10:44 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
Barn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...Hi there Rachel
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:42:26 AM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:this is anti-semitism.
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 8:10:44 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
how are the wool socks working out? i have some, too, but the first pair got a hole in them rather quickly. that's the SECOND pair that did that to me. first was patagonia, now ll bean. wtf?!?!?!?!? don't i deserve a nice pair of socks?!?!??!?! i thinkBarn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...Hi there Rachel
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:38:11 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:think this is anti-semitism.
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:42:26 AM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 8:10:44 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
how are the wool socks working out? i have some, too, but the first pair got a hole in them rather quickly. that's the SECOND pair that did that to me. first was patagonia, now ll bean. wtf?!?!?!?!? don't i deserve a nice pair of socks?!?!??!?! iBarn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...Hi there Rachel
The ANDY WARHOL socks....?
Lovely and warm...........
On Friday, February 18, 2022 at 1:19:55 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:think this is anti-semitism.
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:38:11 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:42:26 AM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 8:10:44 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.⌠The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
how are the wool socks working out? i have some, too, but the first pair got a hole in them rather quickly. that's the SECOND pair that did that to me. first was patagonia, now ll bean. wtf?!?!?!?!? don't i deserve a nice pair of socks?!?!??!?! iBarn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...Hi there Rachel
The ANDY WARHOL socks....?
Lovely and warm...........i actually was referring to the wool sock i sent you a while ago, for winter....
On Friday, February 18, 2022 at 1:19:55 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:think this is anti-semitism.
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:38:11 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:42:26 AM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 8:10:44 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.⌠The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
how are the wool socks working out? i have some, too, but the first pair got a hole in them rather quickly. that's the SECOND pair that did that to me. first was patagonia, now ll bean. wtf?!?!?!?!? don't i deserve a nice pair of socks?!?!??!?! iBarn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...Hi there Rachel
The ANDY WARHOL socks....?
Lovely and warm...........i actually was referring to the wool sock i sent you a while ago, for winter....
On Friday, February 18, 2022 at 7:35:25 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:think this is anti-semitism.
On Friday, February 18, 2022 at 1:19:55 PM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:38:11 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, February 17, 2022 at 9:42:26 AM UTC-8, genera...@gmail.com wrote:
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 8:10:44 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail... Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks... Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.⌠The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
how are the wool socks working out? i have some, too, but the first pair got a hole in them rather quickly. that's the SECOND pair that did that to me. first was patagonia, now ll bean. wtf?!?!?!?!? don't i deserve a nice pair of socks?!?!??!?! iBarn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...Hi there Rachel
The ANDY WARHOL socks....?
I wear it on my dick but it keeps falling off. I need something much smaller, like a newborn baby's sock.Lovely and warm...........i actually was referring to the wool sock i sent you a while ago, for winter....
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris...
These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
Barn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 5:10:44 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
Barn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...left works well, too.
like jollibee's crisscut fries
all that flesh....
left....
speaking of which, it's a filipino company.
On Thursday, March 10, 2022 at 8:48:45 PM UTC-5, Rachel wrote:
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 5:10:44 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries... Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
Barn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...left works well, too.
like jollibee's crisscut fries
all that flesh....
left....
speaking of which, it's a filipino company.Hi hi hi Rachel........
On Wednesday, February 16, 2022 at 5:10:44 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
On Thursday, November 11, 2021 at 4:55:01 PM UTC-8, Rachel wrote:
Dot: A Response (Ho...Ho...Ho)
Cancel Culture...đž
Alt. Title: EpiDot
And as the beating Sun reigns relentless downâŚsorry, this was either an oversight or before i changed it...
Merciless to Man's unharnessed petty folly...
The pouring stinging rays like March's lion roar...
Hark, Proteus rising blows his Conquering HornâŚ
Come creeping winter tides as cruel as April's bitter Hail...
Lashing down like slavery whips upon the wretched rocks...
Rolling over on his Historyâs magnificent mickle mysteries...
Washing away what once was thought to be....
Ocean's mad laugh at ant-like Man's pretense, preposterous hubris... These sandcastles crumbling on godâs golden sinking shores.âŚ
The steps to light the way once fair now gone...
Sweating all that flesh doth dandy do perspire....
Alas, the man remains again no more....
Barn Hope has left in high Noon's drowning darkness...
Stingy Scrouge returned to Scrouge's stingy Source...
And ElvisâŚ..has left the building.
Barn Hope has sunk in high Noon's drowning darkness...left works well, too.
like jollibee's crisscut fries
all that flesh....
left....
speaking of which, it's a filipino company.
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