Ruins by the Interstate speak of travelers long gone, who settled along the way oft travelled since Old Highway 80 was new. Exit 46, now, near where I live is an abandoned well with sparkling water, bubbling, in its depths, but no longer drawn up by witty wind powered pumps, why? Was it an aquifer…
Continue reading →Seasonal American ideas aimed at renderings of ideals, from the days of Masonic knacks first openly-hidden in DC. Make an obelisk stand arousing a national notion capped in significant worth of Aluminium. Isosceles pyramidion, signaling symbol. Solid geometry, measure me, man. Am I a thought, a set of absolute facts, not to be un solved,…
Continue reading →2020 – day 186 Sunday, July 5, 2020 9:23 AM Experience accepts authority authorization author author guess again, is ality the end of reality furnished by the empiricists dreams take on reality contention only comes from pride, sift this line fine, pride is the knowing expanding experience under urgings to know chthonic thought ought be…
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