now you've got my trumpet blowing
it's a horn
and it's below the equator.
shoe horn. god that was terrible
i should never tell jokes at 1:03am. i should never write a book about i should nevers.
finally, husserl creates subjectivity. or our idea of subjective analysis. I can tell you more on the subject but the books aren't at the library yet.
i'm out of the labyrinth and into your soul
messages
count
a million
can you?
each star matters in the sphere. the sfere. the sfree.
the atomsfree.!
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