GarytheSnail

I bite down on my blue raspberry sucker, degrading it to little bits and pieces on the stick. And yet, even with it mostly gone, its substance, its taste still lingers on my tongue, lips mouth and I know that even if I was to throw the damn thing away my mind would continue to remember it and would continue to send its experiences with it and interpretations of it to my taste buds on my rough tongue. However, as time wears on the opinions and interpretations of my mind will begin to fade and it will distort the truth but my taste buds won’t know this and they will begin to accept lies since they could not decide for themselves. Without the ability to decide for ourselves how can we ever decide what is true and what is false? Without knowledge what values do our opinions hold? maybe I should contact "LolliNotes", maybe they can tell me what their "blue raspberry" once tasted like, and I can stop relying upon my deceitful senses. Maybe I should try and contact god, ask him what this paper feels like, what it smells like, what this pen feels like and how my hand, sore from all of this writing, should feel like. Does he even know himself? Does he somehow obtain his "knowledge” in a different fashion than I? Perhaps, being the almighty "creator" dude, he can explain his intentions to me, show me how it was supposed to be, and explain where everything became tainted and distorted, where the black and white merged to form gray, or perhaps white was raped by black and gray is a misaligned offspring unintended to be brought into this world, came here to blind our third eyes and to lead us into darkness… but without knowing light how can darkness exist? Everything exists by contradiction. I’m tired. Leave me alone.

tecoyah

ramble on

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vonstalhein

i like the diffusity

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J.R.V.A.

This really sucks................................
Just kiddin, I really like it, your writing is pretty good, thanks for sharing

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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart

GarytheSnail

Ok I got another sucker and the descriptions of its tastes are the exact same: “Blue Raspberry". BUT IT DOESNT TASTE THE SAME. The taste is sharper, the shape is different (the first blue raspberry was in the shape of a treble clef while this one is perfectly round)... It was almost sour at first but as time wore on it became duller... I don’t think a comparison of these two in its own sense could be truly "accurate" but perhaps a study of the underlying form a study that tries to draw back to "the source" would be better since obviously the pure source of anything will hold the ultimate knowledge of its creation, surely nothing is created at random, without meaning... I mean if so what is our purpose here why would someone continue to live a completely random life devoid of all sense? IT MAKES NO SENSE. EVERYONE, the atheist the Christian the Jew the Nazi lives for some purpose, be it their own or someone else’s. And often their one major purpose, the one they wish to achieve in the end, is made up of tinier purposes, little checkpoints on their 80 year old way. And among these check points are influences that helped guide them to the next checkpoint. Among these influences are reasons that the person chose to listen to them. Its all a fucking hierarchical chart. Each person’s life is made of PURPOSES, which are broken down into tinier PURPOSES, which are like CHECKPOINTS, which are found through INFLUENCES, which are listened to for certain REASONS. Reason and purpose, the smallest and the largest, alpha and omega, have governed and will continue to govern our lives, and there is no escape.


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