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Rambling

I am today

Suddenly I am a gardener. I smell the jasmine and it takes me away to that courtyard where I am a lover....

Suddenly groping, sweating, kissing, so much feeling that I feel as though I'm standing, looking over the cliff, and I can fly and I am

A pilot with one engine out and now I'm going to die for sure here comes the mountain pull up pull up pull up and I I may belly scrapes the peaks and it tickles like when

I'm a baby and I'm gooing and gaaing and I see a face and its love it reminds me of that

To Future Archeologists

Do you think in the future that there will be internet archeologists researching the early primitive internet and the social and cultural nature of the people who used it? What strange conclusions they might draw from our perspective. What language do you speak Sirs or Madams? Are you synthetic technology imbued with consciousness? Are humans your pets? Please treat us kindly. Or we will mess you up.

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