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Jun 02, 2005 23:49

My latest little entertainments lately have been reconfiguring the physical structure of people's environments, not as a form of escape, but in an attempt to allow less harmful patterns to emerge...hopefully with some positive and interesting results. I've just returned from Boston, thus concluding the first of the most recent series (convinced a ( Read more... )

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midday_volery June 3 2005, 02:33:29 UTC
nothing like a bordering of ellipses to render prose filmic. the spider sounds like god (never goes out of fashion) and it is most probable that the doctor is being detyped as fast as he gets the ink out - and the nanobots would only speed that up. as they say its always a question of pact or filliation - but this case, though so clearly presented, seems to have a vague outcome. one would have to carefully analyse the terms of engagement to get any certainty of the longer term flourishings.
btw i am most suspicious of surgeons, their cuts always ont he literal side, but I often solicit their services to get proximate to their gadgets, last week i emerged exuberant from an MRI machine.

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sallowsiserary June 4 2005, 02:28:39 UTC
the ellipses write themselves. it's all simple math by the time it hits lips, the outcome foregone, but only if uttered...never been capable of believing in god. just spiders and onions. I agree that the doctor is being unwritten, for while thermodynamics are the language of love, their arrows of time are a decimating force, since pointing is the death of the anomic. his expression, as you note, rests firmly on decaying shoulders. ink inextricably. every present is the death of the last, and terms render themselves imperceptible ( ... )

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magdelina June 3 2005, 23:14:36 UTC
O_O

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sallowsiserary August 4 2005, 16:13:14 UTC
hello kitten. I owe you an apology. I just realized that I only answered half of your very good questions! I have been terribly remiss in my 'duties'. Just letting you know, I will go finish them now while I wait for a biannual visit from my maeter de porch. They should be up by this evening. I'm so sorry...have been travelling so much these last two months, somehow it slipped my mind...and by "somehow" I mean it had much company.

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