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Thoughts of existence (standard:other, 442 words) | |||
Author: VenomousLobster | Added: Dec 11 2000 | Views/Reads: 3746/6 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
Random ideas with a side of malapropism | |||
Can the force of one man's will change the destiny of man, is it possible to reach into the bowels of the universe and change humanity? Is it conceivable that one mind can change the inexorable tide of man, to divert him from the onrushing surge into something more perfect. Can desire shape destiny. One wonders what is like to attain glory, to touch the face of God, to feel the universe beneath one's fingertips, to experience tendrils of one's own will stretching out to bend reality like the spiral arms of the galaxies themselves. What is it like to know the reality of why. To understand the driving purpose behind the cosmos, and our own purpose in it. A conversation, misinterperated: I knee only the story on the white and white mother when you can do so in his bragging rights of my children may in a humanly was telling terribly led by invisible behind you rush on the boards rising above those of the stock he charged and I their in was rolled around and zoner behind you name and steel a movement on Brown bury the doldrums that the room and has been away from her room we were more and lived in a high has been on his own way home shouting treaty on Wednesday the mailman was even dry my midmorning, upon the dark I now Wednesday the bungled on the war in the government does lead in a mundane and yet again with roses and knee and I called Constance the union of black rain the annual board down the Wednesday the problems or husband and white duties on behind the the Romans and then things I don't want you'll convene in a 1 used to zone when more toward shown in wealth and smothers in his mother boy's happens open land and remained there is one of the residual lungs is one reason we wanted was very in the mid-spring Wednesday night and brings to them and violence in his time in a morning's government and Eucharist components shouting yield and brightening around and shouted with him and to teams and its a rowboat may not numerous a human being Auburn I have occasion our human being gone to harm behind New Orleans minute been going tonight to make my darkness was really things I used by the nearest among the use as a dance on the testicles of the one night in Bangkok and top guys tumbled can't beat a terrible intercompany his mountings in his monkeys shade monkeys and castrator my dumpling rigs in the MS-DOS Masters along the stereos and it would Tweet
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