Today’s Theme

an uncanny gathering of nature’s failures
the florists of the lost earthly paradise
many of god’s elect not known to the herd of mankind
any sentence with “god” in it is automatically meaningless
you have been reproved in an unassuming yet towering act of artistic recalcitrance attesting to a preternatural animal ingenuity
a wonderful part of the current thinking infrastructure
not instantaneous but eventual a nutter or a tosser
the sweet apple grows on the sour apple tree
coolly indeterminate tease the best way to see the goddess
is to bump into her with barely a taste of christian residue
do not share this with any maniacs you might encounter
amid the reflective surfaces of the party boat decorations
in a highly charged neurotic situation it might appear
as some kind of technological signal but we need
information not objects you know
what is meant no doubt

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memory documentation and manipulation
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