"So hot,
And also bothered,
Do not touch your knots,
Foreheads, fees, footnotes,
All you have are honors,
Like when bees give up all they got,
A sting is same as me,
Believing,
Your coal have any meaning,
Allow mystery thieves,
And a non-description."
How nice would it be to relax? I am not suggesting you do what exactly makes you a certain way. Shouldn't this type of question evoke what it ponders. As if any pondering repose is a response that we don't have to relearn by practicing society.
I, for one, and for all who read me, like just throwing things into the pot. Again, not suggesting. Not nothing. This does not have to be a crosshigh or microdosing, or even pokering all your chips in as the approach. What approach? Aren't I bemused with just a nonquizzical reproach? Not for nothing, why the need to respond more than just the original acquired stage of response. Like hearing or reading how someone made a face. That doesn't take one to try out that exact response. That means then, to understand one does not have to study or understudy.
We are creatures of advancing our own advancements. When will be the day our questions leave us in a stage or phase of programming? Like how we can set a bedtime instead of catching up with ourselves when we ought to be the wiser.
I read and with all the other bible quoting devotion books or simply books and essays that quote scripture, never do all or even one say not more is required after you reading this. That's how I feel, though! Why does my mind and body or whoever I say I am need to have a training set of PRs like they no I should keep myself from too many modes of thought? Fine, I will stop, but here I go again saying I will inevitably begin again without asking it of me even though the question of making it happen is a perfunctory response.
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