This may be the only song I ever play, who knows how long these things may last, the medium itself, spoken words
ready to read, instants, made and held to fit my familiar readers range of prosocic pace as neasured in column inches
The novel idea, as formed from the first forms we see as random samenesses, are as clouds and flowing streams,
after rain, flowing down the scrape where the road got cut.
All the matter needed for now,
to become this, with us in it,
all that ever mattered, as everwise, otherwise, not us, but
other mind, übermenschen, selected from the fiery furnace, as yes, yes, seven times hotter,
a regular bessemer level tech breakthrough.
Dare, do dare imagine had Krupp Stahl been smelted in Babylon.
Well, we shall tell the story, as we wish it told, – make that
The Law of Treating Right Being
Kinky JPL Founder Odd Mind Insights, ah, you never heard
]]>Stand. Hunker down under your shield/my shield
Now and then shifting smartly left or right to kill/hate
Enemies you love ought not so to be.
If I am average, I may make certain assumptions based on self evidence.
I can stand ready to give answers to every challenge to the faith.
That is in me. I cannot so stand for the faith that is in you.
Rise to the challenge. It’s your faith you’re defendin’, I got mine covered.
Your hate shan’t hinder me, I shan’t let it. Letters can naught contain.
Your hate has not to gain.
Gainsay that.
Beyond the shell of your belief is all that’s unbelieved
Here’s this deal:
Your fair share of everything, in return for nothing.
Take it or leave it, makes me no nevermind.
You could stop there if that were your childhood prayer routine.
Amen makes it so.
A command from the bridge, “Make it so, Mr. Solo.”
Testudo
This tortoise may bear the weight of the world, but
Can we believe it? Standing on such tortoises all the way down.
Ready. Sistere. (Google it, f’Cry’sake. E’en scientologists know you gotta know what the words mean when you read ’em or hear ’em or say ’em.)
Sistere is the command to stand given prior to the command to form the Roman version of the tortoise engineering adaptation shieldwall formation. Testudo.
Shield of faith. We have the mind anointed for the appointed time.
Can you believe that?
Cool, it’s shady under such a cloud of witnesses.
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