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Ongoing Mental De-Evolution
Anyone can write… and drown in their self-delusions; from persons into personifications lists of passions, glorify self's illusions; down those lists, most veiled by incomprehension one's passion is most often expressed as the byproduct, of misconstrued personal emotions; therefore, in these briefs that follow rest some seeds for those whose mental fields lay perpetually fallow… Xenocrates, his gods being unity and duality i.e. episteme, aisthesis, and doxa are lost to US, by rue of epistemonike aisthesis; Mersenne's numbers, to Eratosthenes' sieve Erd?os' factorization, and Archimedes' constant conceived; Holy vowels expressions! Great Gobs of Goose shite, please! release US from this context, relieve this tumultuous tease; probe Bertrand's Postulate, exposing your thinking's prime numbers seized; however shallow, and wordless your tongue tied thoughts do concede… so many things are above me, so many more lay beneath my scratching, itching, and twitching these are reminders of my simpleton's grief… in this fiat before me on these issues held, and in my beliefs that my mind is much more than the street corner tavern's proverbial hat rack… now that's a relief! What is it within US? that sullen darkness and introversion hides those snide daily reminders the eclipse of the sun and or a debutante's swoon a cheap parlour tricks wonder or that pin-striped baboon's face we each express as we howl at the moon… Excuse me this meandering but, it is my gut busting chortle you now so surely conceive that this little snippet from our dear William does so help you believe that we all live this one time so as ourselves, do profoundly achieve what your inquisitive conscience exposes as your life's most constant semibreve… ['Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe, of such a thing, as I myself.'] in conclusion of this bit of confusion do infuse this allusion as your daily transfusion of the smack of illusion and the sole, blithe, transformational revolution now necessary for your mindset's ever changing and ongoing mental de-evolution.
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