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because it burns you you don't like the sun and the shadow doesn't buy a story, It knows its edges and the milky ways, attached to a leaf tail chlorophyll counts its rays, sucks energy from its light, - we grow elephant ears, our heads have shrunk like the peak of a needle bifurcated, time does not lie instead of being permanently bent head now it is one meter above the ground hands / feet / thighs we do everything we want in upright bipeds yes, to get out of africa we walked thousands of years until we picked up "the first thumb up" then again we walked thousands of years, we raised the thumb up again thousands of years ... thumb (up) drive one gigabyte, time does not lie - i saw you at the ?o?ora in the polk of medhorotsky, with the toma from braila digging ditches to keep your feet lower, at a french carnival, you loved a girl and called her by the name consuelo, mon amour, consuelo, - you wielded swords, used feathers to write (with the blood) on a soap bubble you were looking for the time that does not lie did you say: - the night is just beginning to taste like molasses - from afar, you see love like a bloated balloon lost in the distance - to recognize the shape of the earth, i have to feel the stars beneath my feet, to see the one above my head - people are programmed to see faces even in sandwiches, to believe strange things, that they can walk on the water or like in little prince to believe a talking fox: “though the eyes are eyes, they cannot see, only the heart can, tame a flower, and you”ll see that time does not lie ... ” then what can you expect from the sun when it burns like a madman in the wilderness and dances like a , hallucinate they say we are 13.7 billion light-years from the edge, how the sun not to like you when it heard you singing a song without a sound, so simple and clear, and now every morning it brings you a basket of jackfruit at the gate, be ”the edge” truth or assumption, ”the foam that forms us and breaks into a vast cloud of styrofoam bbs” (Ken”s words) who knows, otherwise it seems that we are close to knowing the real shape of the earth: jump up, fall on it, is not moving, standstill and solid, it doesn't matter which way you want to go you can go in any direction go far enough go as far as you can you will always reach the ocean did you say: - we live on an island
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