ECOSYSTEM — {Wiseass old man, suggested we let WordPress make a point, this next text is AI level fake latin.}
Positive growth.
Spurt from Emerson, inspirational unificator
indication, he thought most of this with no electricity
Nature, in the common sense, refers to essences unchanged by man; space, the air, the river, the leaf. Art is applied to the mixture of his will with the same things, as in a house, a canal, a statue, a picture. But his operations taken together are so insignificant, a little chipping, baking, patching, and washing, that in an impression so grand as that of the world on the human mind, they do not vary the result.
Undoubtedly we have no questions to ask which are unanswerable. We must trust the perfection of the creation so far, as to believe that whatever curiosity the order of things has awakened in our minds, the order of things can satisfy. Every man’s condition is a solution in hieroglyphic to those inquiries he would put.
I rolled the die, or do, I did. Indeed, the mind of the know it all first, so proud.
Recognize the words for hire, well worth the making up of such a mind,
happy in a word realized. Galore… there is more on this pattern branching,
I and my AI, ask you to share the literal bits of our mutual agreement, as to
appointed times being
paragraghical thought leaps, still coughing at the wonder
if any body reads funny poems about sweepers,
swept me off my feet, and that led to this,
these five grand children living in my plenty big enough real estate
And in real time unedited, like yours, worth every minute,
or worth nothing at all, I admit I overdid the fourday dose.