“What is your middle name?” Said by an A.I. program running WordPress.
“My name is, fucking.” Said by fucking.
“What be yer first n last name then?” A.I. was growing some tits.
“My first name is, Big. My last name is, Asshole.” Said big fucking asshole.
“Well said,” Said an electric power surge in the the grid.
she boarded the bus naked. there was a close up inspection of her body with concentration paid to the small of her back meeting the curvature of her buttocks.
she knew of the study, of the concentration. she wore no smile nor scowl. she continued her journey.
though… it was interesting in how she spread her legs to reveal the silence of a closed mouth to the vagina.
this leads to the power between the penis advancement and the entrenchment of such a pulsing sensation.
and then, a candle burnt the night away.
me no liky math. math is not as math dictates, equals, and records.
1+1=2
2+2=4
4+2=6
or does it?
One is one
Zero is zero
With one you’re equal with
With two you’re equal with one
With 4
and 6
and infinity
you equal zero…
Humans matched with human
Magi mixed with magi
and then?
it gets interesting…
Human are:
Yes, it is true.
Dictate. Order. Insinuate. Nudge. Guide. Teach. Show. Punish. Love. Hate..
No matter what any mortal or immortal being tells me their thoughts/plans/actions…
i can.
i will.
i am.
Only God has the ability to keep it all under control.
And, nice to see that young man last night hug in an expression of real love.
it always works and no human/animal/bird/fish/insect/bacteria/mold/plant/chemical…nothing of the three dimensions, or four, or 44 can stop the choices inside.
creation is mine to follow, destruction is only a concept of command, the feeble light from a Universe merely a flicker of sign posts on the path of what it is all about.
Strength: Not of muscle or mind. Strength comes from weakness
Weakness: A gurgle. A cry. Grabbing hold of what is only important if loss means something.
until ordered otherwise, there is no stopping or control.
i
am
and always will be
a smile
and
a poker player with
God
“What is…peace?”
There is a peace there amongst the horror and gore of war. To rend from the entrails the very pulse of life.
As swords devours neck and limb. Lance to explore inner sides. A shield useless… There. Can you see it?
Your heart in line with violence, you mind welded to resolve.
Oh…
Peace?
You mean, ‘love’, ‘joy’, ‘hope’.
okay
Peace
Actually fell once and instead of not being capable of reaching my beer, I was able to not only reach my beer, drink my beer, but I was able to build a cold fusion generator.
Beats building the pyramids…
Democrats.
Because they are fucking retarded. Just hearing the word causes a combination of irritable bowels, constipation, bloating, and mental degradation of the well being of adhering to common sense.
just because and because
though…
because of the result
and…
fuck it,
because.
Robin Lipinski 