Rx Old People
Truth lies in bullshit.
You’ll find that it’s stranger than known
Signs in the street, that say where you’re going
Are somewhere just being their own
DPD: Backstage paper moon; 1863~!5/9 centigrade<^>±π♣∑♪♥ny $quidz @ c railway 2chinas ꝳꝎꝔ
By the time she had nested in this particular time (and place), the Dart had grown. At the beginning of the war she was 300 feet long and 40 feet wide. Now she was some 800×80 and looked like a big black blimp. She was born a ship and now she was a sentient being. She learned how to think at 15, learned how to transcend time at twenty.
In the meantime, she learned to fly. To her human passengers she was one of a kind- but she was one of the many as long as she could think. Before that- even. She had the spirit of horse, the body of shark and mind of a hawk but had to find a place in order to disgorge her human passengers.
The ground crew looked agog. Is she going to poop or lay an egg? Everybody is a conservative down there because they love the flag and hate liberals and are pious Christians. Arms active in church work. So here we go again grumbled Henry. Had to heckle Chaska and Thabo over a headset. Their old asses being safe at Copper Harbor.
The yanks and rebs are going to go at it again. You should see the shit they are using now. Scalar weapons. Scaler weapons. Verbal assault is their default. National Socialism is an oxymoron and (once again) the cattle have no prescience of the peasants and their oxtail soup. Place is essential to them because their life is so short and their days are so long.
Among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town, known for its sound
In places, small faces unbound
The rebs had no medals- but rank was everything. Yanks had a pecking order too- but money was everything. We appear to be above some kind of giant orchard Punta explained. Religion is involved and there is a war going on outside. Death-head SS approaching. Panzerfausts and M-45s. Idiot. In Nebraska? Pandora winced and Henry poked his head outside.
Dart’s powdery skin felt hard as stone and cold as the moon it glittered like dew in the dark. Yo-ho below (Henry roared from above) throwing them a line. While ye shine yer bowling bald butt-faces up at me making donut mouths like cats assholes… HEAVE to yer verdampt davits and get aground our cotton Sons of Bosses.
Bowling balls bawled and small arms spinach to Popeye the goober man getting the war they were hoping for just like in 1861 when they wanted to do more than their fathers had done. Rosa Meade Thorn was born on the horn of that (socialism nationalism) battle and grew to Buddhahood at five. She chose the Portal rather than warn of the Great War.
Awakened (they mocked Christ you know) on Cemetery Hill while watching a murmuration of starlings. Baby stars (like) Pleiades. They saw the set-piece opera and studied as the once and future Earth. Fine art is part of getting to that point. Poe’s Law is our American Gothic horror story in the Romantic tradition. Henry got the 1900 renaissance exposition.
Raphael got the picture.
Some laughing, some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes, and black limousines
Some living, some standing alone
ꝳꝎꝔ
Chaska n>Charge
Thabo Below Zero
Sooner or later there won’t be much around
Tell that to your kids while you driving downtown
That there’s only so much oil on the ground
DPD: Ideas of March; 1863-5~19^20<*Justice Chickens IP D0gaff ꝳꝎꝔꜳꝱⱠꝾꝷ ♣ⱤײַꝾ±π⸎ et. AI
Alabama is a better ship than she is a state grumbled Henry. Sandwiched down there between Georgia and Mississippi… (the deck leaned) Alabama HIIIIEEE screamed Chaska from the crow’s nest. Thabo got the fire down below. HSS Dart (forget what her name was back then) surged ahead with her twin turbine 100 hp steam engines.
Quite powerful in her day during the US Civil War when they would rendezvous with Alabama mid-Atlantic. Semmes recognized her as the Tallahassee although she flew a Hessian flag, he kept a wary eye on her forward Hotchkiss deck gun- a contraption like he had never seen. Henry gave the Captain a broad grin and snappy salute. At this point in the story, the transaction is moot.
The crew cooperated quickly. Pilots carry pistols so they can shoot… themselves when they run out of toilet paper. Toilet paper? In a good conductor, skin depth is proportional to square root of the resistivity. This means that better conductors have a reduced skin depth. Skin effect. It is caused by opposing eddy currents induced by the changing magnetic field resulting from the alternating current.
Who is Eddy? No matter. What is the (current) alternating between (is the question). That’s how you run a railroad. You have to check everything that gets aboard the Clue Train. Note that in a scaler (linear) direction world Fa is a note to follow So. Me dough adds Thabo (kneading a joke) of his own.
Can’t cut loose without that juice
If we keep on like we doing things for sure
Will not be cool – It’s a fact
We just aint got sufficient fuel
You can run a railroad or an orchestra or an army on skin effect. A fight is much different than a war (or tune or train). Flight is personal and war is business. Your instruments, your seat or your rank determines your skin effects. The Confederacy had a whole hat-full of Lieutenant Generals. Union had only one. In battle, every man is in charge of the whole war for about three seconds.
Survivors never come back for thirds. Enough time to say what the f- and whap. Nobody knows more about skin effect than girls do interrupts Punta (for obvious reasons). We are all born with it- just like dementia. We are not always the first to see it in ourselves. Yukon see the landing zone.
Henry did, wished he didn’t but Dart had her toes extended. Was she a bird of prey? She was going to land there anyway. Grippers and spreaders. Pandora asked to hold her steady. Listen to the hair in your ears grow Punta. It’s the third US Civil War and it isn’t 1915. No it’s somewhere in the 21st Century… but we are doing a reenactment now- a replica- of a job we did in 1864.
The ship shuddered and settled like a nesting bird. What we need now is a sense of the absurd (gold rush) Pandora explained to the crew. Historians, archivists, scholars and scientists and physicists from beyond… talking, typing, (sometimes crawling) on screens.
New knew people
No excuse for our abuse
We just assume that we will not
Exceed the oil supply
But soon enough the world will watch the wells run dry
-40-
Platforms
Lingua Franca
(Such a long way to go)
To make it to the border of Mexico
So I ride like the wind, ride like the wind
DPD: Philemon; 1863~ 5 off Savannah watts god India ꝳꝎꝔꜳꝱⱠꝾꝷ midnight runway ↑←♀π±∑⸎±♠
Now the weather wide-awakes are the bad guys, eh. What kind of people say this? People who want good stuff for cheap. Doesn’t everybody? No. Some have their cost-benefit scale calibrated differently. Or say they do adds Thabo. What the fuck you talking about Henry. Who going to complain about the rain. Not the rain but the pain observes Chaska while loading his pipe (bomb).
Punta gets to the point about patriarchs because Pandora learned to pee standing up. Better to be observing than being observed says Henry. Mudslide hidden every time. Unless you got wings Punta remarks. Like over the Somme day dinner. There are only three dimensions: forward, sideways and up. No. Pitch, roll and yaw.
Where does time fit into all this? Grant finished the overland campaign in 1865. Yes, but we were already here once. The dragon confronts the tiger. Henry talks crazy like that sometimes says Chaska (passing the pipe) but he was our white man. He represented us. Like hell I did. Gimme that thing. Dart scratches her invisible wings. We had business off Savannah and we were observed.
The cotton fiber whiteout like a blizzard and it was flammable as coal dust. Only 5% of all matter is visible to us anyway. That is what they say… with 20-20 hindsight. We had 45-70 (Government) foresight fire in those days. There are always parasites to prey on patriots like maggots on a corpse. Proud flesh is mouldering the air.
Always spoke my mind with a gun in my hand
Lived nine lives
Gunned down ten
Gonna ride like the wind
Henry found blockade-running much easier after purchasing a few Union picket ships. CSS Tallahassee was a fine prize and the first surrendered cotton impressed the Yankee textile barons up north enough to let her transform to the Nova Scotia Chameleon bound for Japan. No one expected her to become GmbH Dart and visit the barons in their leisure time.
Barons are aboard their boats (and aircraft now) visiting other fine families all over the world and Dart presenting them with an offer. The American civil war was the same as any other involving size, equipment and speed. God’s will had become imperialism in less than a century. Speed became size much quicker.
Nationalism is a second millennial disease, a pandemic becoming endemic. Dart has better things to do and Punta say she needs us aboard without delay. Pandora’s box of voices sighs Henry while Chaska and Thabo make themselves scarce. Chaska sees screaming while Thabo smells thunder. Dart hears the calls of others of her kind from beyond the stars where the matter is clear.
There is a reason the Hamptons ( a fine cavalry officer) are north of soviet Georgia. The best people rule there- they always do. But the energy is clear because Dart is falling… not flying… from general to a specific fractal. The dendrites are Coca-Cola red all the way to Atlanta. Community of self-contained (autonomy mastery purpose) antibodies
emerging unconstrained.
My body’s weak
I’m on the run
No time to sleep
I’ve got to ride
Ride like the wind
To be free again
ꝎꝔy
Ewe Sea
Loose Canon
I met up with a gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin’ out the window at the darkness
‘Til boredom overtook us and he began to speak
DPD: Apogee; 1863-5/05/52 D0gaff ꝳꝎꝔꜳꝱⱠꝾꝷ Theory Volk yoke on u ꝳꝎꝔy &c. SOP wannabe
What’s in a name Henry would answer to anyone who cared to ask in 1915. He had first heard of Shiloh years ago as a ruckus downriver at Pittsburg Landing. Henry was dealing with American bankers at the time and was not thinking of the war. True!—nervous—very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad?
The disease had sharpened my senses—not destroyed—not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily—how calmly I can tell you the whole story. We deal in tall timber, good sirs! For your whaling ships! We wish to invest…
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep
‘Cause every hand’s a winner and every hand’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep
Imagine being in a metal tube with a two-ton heavy thing. Tube tips and heavy thing tumbles down thunk. Henry is a frog on a bowling alley and he knows it. Henry is only a small soldier of the Carnegie clan who wanted to be seen as a fresh cake with loads of European money from some faraway fairytale kingdom. That he was, even as a veteran of the revolutions of ’48 when the royals dominated the rebels.
How was the clambake this evening? No bad ones, I hope. Not unless you count outsiders. Daniel looked around like he was expecting something to jump out at him. Oh. You mean the party crasher. The what? The party crasher (Daisy says). It’s what we, in the S… Snow Mountain area call an unexpected guest. (Overnight mental health is behavioral health.) I reckon so, in a
1952 Green Imperial
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealing’s done
ꝳꝎꝔ
Dutchess dem Super
Like a Heat Wave
Something inside
Starts to burning
And I’m filled with desire
Could it be a devil in me
Or is this the way love’s supposed to be?
DPD: Full Moon; 1863~4/5/6 Θώθ~☭ Mad Hatteras res. sub. C. dff, Ltl Tut IP∑βΩ∞▪▫
In the year 1905 Callhim Dogface is spokesperson for Dart GmbH. What is called woke today would sound just like the typical corporate-speak everybody has herd at work for a hundred years. Sound and fury signifying nothing reached the same people back then as now and purveyors of sound and fury sell war as amusement like one sells fireworks to the Chinese.
Thabo the negro, Chaska the redskin, and Henry the foreigner were old men in their thirties when the war broke out. The baby men mocked them when the war was as advanced as their acne and simple as their songs. They called him Tom Fool before he became the great Stonewall. Wake up America (for years) they cried. Now they’re woke, and the reactionaries are mad about it.
The Union Navy was up to their goatees in protocol. Gentlemanly and stiff. The Rebels of the south were steeping in passion. Anger was their indelible expression. Daisy saw the distinction while in the frigate’s holding cell. She was a problem because they thought it dangerous to put other prisoners in the cell with her. For the immediate period after her capture, she was simply taking up valuable space.
In less than two hours time, she had been summoned to the Captain. Posing yet another problem, he wanted to see her in private but dared not. Normally, he would question prisoners and suspected traitors in his private quarters with armed guards outside the door. Under sail, his quarters were noisy with sounds of the sea.
Soft, low, sweet, and plain
Right then, right there, I feel that burning flame
Has high blood pressure got a hold on me
Or is this the way love’s supposed to be
Callhim was now announcing grand tours of Europe for gentlemen beginning at Copper Harbor via the Mackinac Island Grand Hotel. The hotel opened on July 10, 1887, after taking a mere 93 days to complete. Callhim looked smart in his Purser’s uniform and Dart looked the part under the name CSS Flying Dutchman.
At its opening, nightly rates at the hotel ranged from $3 to $5 a night (equivalent to $97.71–162.85 in 2022). To the locals, this was ghastly high and they looked about suspiciously among themselves to see who was paying such rates. Once he had one of that same crowd along the wharf (every town has wharf rats) and now they recognized him. Right left warp weft Doggy was different.
Daisy spoke once more, this time softening her tone, staging it with what appeared to be a bit of regret as their conversation was coming to an end. Why, I do believe you have not bothered to introduce yourself properly to me she said looking as though she felt under valued, that is one without principles and/or money. Daisy had both, but the trick was in the application.
She knew that as far as men must succumb to their egos, it was her feminine responsibility to leave all aspects of female disposition open as being manageable, if needed. Thanking the stars for a short sail to Philadelphia, he turned back to face her, tipped his head in brief dismissal and left her in company with the cook until she could be escorted to her new quarters. He’d be rid of her as his day’s headache in not too many hours. He noticed the cabin had been modified.
Bottom rail on top this time.
Don’t know what to do, my head’s in a haze
It’s like a heat wave
Burning in my heart (It’s like a heat wave)
I can’t keep from crying (It’s like a heat wave)
It’s tearing me apart
%^&
Sum Won
Drinking Gordon’s Gin
I’d find a way to believe that it’s all true
DPD: Tomato Moon 1863/5/1910ΩβфBC log entry Singing Cat changes state,@^*\\\///.
War is a force that gives us meaning, and the US Civil War made US who we are. The Dart is not a time machine any more than the Earth is a wheat (or a meat) machine. Now we can slice dice, parse and piddle about the meaning of machining… and what it means to diddle. For example, Henry had no children.
Thabo had twelve sons and twelve daughters in a very short time because he had twelve wives. Ask Chaska how many children he has and he will answer all of them. Ask him how many are his specifically by birth, and he says none of them. Crazy Indian concludes Henry. I was miles away from poor George Pickett’s big charge that day. Hedging my bets in a war Gordon (et. al.) ginned up.
Akira was waiting by the docks when she saw Daisy alone and stumbling down the hillside path in her geta shoes and a dirty sock. She watched her with genuine concern, then started up the incline in tiny steps to meet her. The closer they came to each other revealed Daisy’s foul mood to the sweet Akira who felt compassion for her instantly.
Akira, at a loss in communication in English, simply gazed into Daisy’s eyes questioningly. She kept cocking her head at angles with a worried look on her face. Daisy thought she resembled old Sherman, the farm dog Henry named after the merciless General from the north. Old Sherman used to angle his head every time he wanted an explanation or just positive attention.
Both Akira and the thought of Sherman annoyed Daisy at the moment. Woman says it’s a dog gone shame the way some men bring their wives money and furs and jewelry. I come home- ain’t got time and smellin’ like a brewery. I’m drunk again. I’ve been been drinkin’ Gordons gin. Yes, Henry. Much appreciated. Look what all I am indeed learning!
Daisy offered him a stretched smile while being patronizing and pulling away. Perhaps we can leave here right now? She had become weary of her own boredom, needing something or anything to happen. We have a considerable amount of containers coming from those mountains. As soon as the ship is loaded, we’ll get you situated as well.
I’d find the way just to leave all the past behind
Hedges is where they fought another war in English, bocage refers to a terrain of mixed woodland and pasture, with fields and winding country lanes sunken between narrow low ridges and banks surmounted by tall thick hedgerows that break the wind but also limit visibility. It is the sort of landscape found in many parts of southern England, for example the Devon hedge and Cornish hedge.
You already had a deal with Gordon notes Punta. Told Thabo straight to his blackface at Charleston in 1868 if you attempt to inaugurate a war of races you will be exterminated. The Saxon race was never created by Almighty God to be ruled by the African. Henry responded, that’s what I like about Chicago: good music and good gin. Gordon vowed to shoot Henry as a Yankee spy.
John set ’em up again. I like that stuff. The young Israelis are Hitler Youth blaming God- for being complete craven assholes as part of their identity. Very deliberate and intentential, Gordon and his stupid-head Saxon race got a good lick in but couldn’t make the Yankees leave because they were already there. Haw! Not enough slaves to carry their loot home, they were lucky to break even.
Daisy saves Henry’s life by shrieking above the battle and flashing a tit. For tat, Henry promises to get Gordon’s boys back home to Georgia. Theatre taught them both how to change clothes quickly… and to take advantage of a distraction. In cards, it’s called cheating. Whatever was I thinking.
In theatre- it’s magic.
Still I look to find a reason to believe
///
Quiche Lorraine
Sedan Prussian
Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy
DPD: 1863mmmm/yyyyy; Tanks for Allah Fish, Guns Jewelry & Ice-cream. Flowers candy &c..
Orcas are social tactile creatures like humans are. A pod of them are now ramming yachts to disable their steering in the seas just below Gibraltar. Unexplained animal behavior, like our civil war. Prussians had an army without a government, unlike the Russians who had a government without an army. Is it possible they know something that we do not know?
When liquid capital is disrupted like the Gulf Stream, the Dart knows the Orcas’ picket boats are signs of bigger fish. The 20 footers carry frightened boaters, the 300 footers carry large fungible assets. They came clomping down the street, four at a time. In hobnailed boots. Assets have white globes aloft like pawn shops or ice-cream parlor poontang. Pick them at sea and core out the rich tuber.
And a wave broke over the railing
And every man knew, as the captain did too
T’was the witch of November come stealin’
Like all invasive species who invade because it’s shitty where they came from, they jabbed bayonets and swung clubbed muskets. It would look like a neighborhood brawl, but at altitude it looks like ants swarming a peach pit. The Prussians took Sedan from behind while the French were arrayed in front with their nice new breechloaders.
At Appomattox least Lee was realistic. Davis was delusional. Happens when cognitive dissonance cracks a dogma. Means you’re fucked and not in a good way. Fucked like exceeding crush depth or flying into cumulo granite. Only a goddamn fool would see signs like Coca Cola red and keep on going.
The 460 foot ship was built by Lürssen of Bremen. The exterior and interior design by highly regarded Italian duo Nuvolari Lenard. These designers are responsible for many outstanding designs, including mega-sailing yacht Black Pearl.
Aye, but then there’s the Nautilus– a 328 ft. luxury private submarine cruiser. Faster and deeper than anything in WWII. If you have half a billion 2020 bucks, you can buy one. Yes you. See. How free. Our exceptionally fair competition plays out the leveling field with only the very finest ingredients for all
your unique needs.
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters
Δ±Ω
Telepathic
Hard as Brick
Long live our noble King,
God save the King!
DPD: Moonβ; 1915>1865< 3100BC Knot rocket Surgery pinker ton rabbit stole.
Sometimes earth is hard as brick… and soft as quicksand is when you’re getting a loan. Pandora looked at Henry. The moon is a harsh mistress. The sky is made of stone. Pandora gets to the point. That’s why we call you Punta. Robot, growled Thabo. Nothing but a robot trained to do tricks like a monkey, and the organ-grinder man is some pooh-bah in a suit that now comes from China!
You guessed her, child molester cackled Chaska the cigar-store Indian. Have a plug of some wacky tobacco without the dialect. Aye, but your brogue tells us who you are… they changed (born to reign) to (long to reign). That’s evolutionary! Close (says Henry). No cigar.
Daisy stayed with the plantation until the war was over, her main concern being her partners and coworkers on the farm. A few were planning to give up their stakes and move to the north thinking the south would never be a comfortable place to be. The majority trusted the arrangements they had with Daisy and the farm was their home, a communal life with loved ones.
She took a well-stocked wagon and a hired escort with guns and headed for Savannah for an extended stay and a proximity to the Atlantic. The Georgia-Carolina Plantations Co-operative was fairly new and barely trusted along with everything else that came out of the war.
King George couldn’t catch us to save his ass, and the Kaiser was no wiser. The Yankee warships were something to be feared. But we was not a-feared. Nope. We had the lion in his den by the beard. Escape to the provinces worked for a while, like it did during the days of the Roman Republic. Henry was afraid Daisy (Miss Marie LaCroix) would be tempted by eternal youth.
Henry hung her portrait (he manufactured from memory) in the con to show her she had no secrets. Nothing to hide. Henry’s hide was nearly fried by the flaming lash of ice cold Coca-Cola afterburner- the hardhearted Georgia peach. Henry stood for the rest of the voyage. Only the pathetic CSA navy was weaker than Henry’s knees. That peach had the advantage of reach, beach and bubbles. Supercavitation.
Scatter our enemies,
And make them fall!
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee our hopes we fix,
God save us all!
Daisy made the best of suiting herself to a few new dresses of finery and a few more for purposeful daily work she preferred around her own farm. As she strolled down Bay Street, posing to meet her hostess from Wormsloe at their agreed upon meeting place, she saw him. Henry on horseback in full regalia, unaware of her being in the vicinity.
She stopped where she was, staring after him, heart on fire. She closed the sun shade parasol and made her way down the boardwalk in a fast, but ladylike stride toward the same direction until he was too far to follow. Abandoning her chase, she returned to meet her hostess, and begged to return to Wormsloe for a rest, signaling no alarm as to her actual intentions.
Two hours prior to sunset, George had found a ferryman and they cruised the Savannah river once more, Daisy in a new work dress and he in farm attire. It was just prior to sunset when they located the Dart. Minutes later they were over Japan. Henry needed to show them something and it
was on him.
And ever give us cause,
To sing with heart and voice,
God save the King!
!!!
Shadow Dancing
Warren Musketry
I was chasing your direction
I was telling you no lies
And I was loving you
When the words are said, baby, I lose my head
DPD: Indiana Gibbous; 1863/65~1915 ≠ҷΔ2200BC disc pan doubt tea clang bang lulu belle mess etc.
Montgomery glands produce a substance that cleans, moisturizes and protects the nipple and areola between the coupler and pilot truck to keep the blast pipe and saddle from derailing the entire train. Happens when you mix medical jargon with steam engine talk. Schatzenputz Grapeshot (GmbH) mixed invention and manufacture: material was Henry’s gig.
Community and culture: ethereal stuff that interested Thabo. Visions of space and time: surreal. Henry spent his whole life finding nifty objects and learning how to make them. Now capping a nipple means (today’s corporate vernacular) shooting yourself in the tit . Funny, so many died so suddenly while doing just that. Different fun.
If you were there- nervous and fidgety and scared out of your mind… we have a tendency to focus on minutiae in front of us. Six weeks ago we were a 15 ½-year-old runaway who had never handled a firearm, trying to escape (what you were sure would be) a life of drudgery and boredom. This battle was called Antietam. There was a bridge. You are 45th Pennsylvania Infantry Regiment.
You pulled on a half-cock, and your fidgety fingers knocked the cap off. A whistling six-pound iron sphere knocked your head off, but your new Union kepi fell on bright gusher, his young comrade looked up in wonderment suspended there in the clear air. Snapshot will remain in his brain forever, blowing down the streets of Sharpsburg as Three Musketeers litter.
There ain’t nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain’t even mine
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you
Montgomory is only a memory now, along with Nelsen’s talking flags, the inauguration, Bedford Forrest, and all his baggage. His life was a battle from the start, and he said so. His slashes were deadly, but his thrusts were weak, and Henry told him so. Antietam creek still feeds the Potomac beneath the bridge, nurturing seeds from the Shenandoah all the way to Harrisburg.
The muskets still wait for the musketeers aboard Nelson’s ship, and today nobody knows muskets are not breechloaders. Matter that does not matter- both paradox or wool socks (Hentai schoolgirl) both and neither not all can be expressed in math. Calculators say + = * cross is prop
In the Play
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more
x+x+y
Read the Signs.
Bullet: Whole in a Cornfield.
I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked around
Since I was born
And now it’s alright, it’s okay
And you may look the other way
DPD: 28/20 1898 Troubadour; Protect your sources. Pass it on. (dont ask. dont tell.) deutsche welle.
Singing information is what troubadours did, and they traveled. Keep those two things in mind: singing; travel. Not everyone can sing, and not everyone can move from place to place. The Dart is not a time machine any more than a plant is a machine. Dart is not human any more than an animal is human. Tools do not know pleasure or pain.
Troubadours learned what made people laugh, cry, or get angry and afraid. The good ones learned what people ignored or did not understand. Amateurs only went for laughter or tears. Professionals had instruments, and you could tell what they did by what they carried. Kim Kardashian and her SKIMS marketing team keep the AC blasting . Not an acronym (verb), butt new gear.
Darkest hour providing women a new bra with a built-in nipple to keep things perky, we took the children to see the cornfield at Antietam. Carrying on a tradition, we later put under seat airliner impedimenta to the battle (field). The vessel GmbH Dart is a common time carrier, say Wincing Blinker & Node, a firm of high repute. Nets of silver and gold hung they off Amelia’s Bridge.
More to that story. You want to know how time travel is possible (besides getting old). It’s not. However, expanding and contracting at the same time is possible, (quanta) and that’s how Dart does her trick, armed with LOH (Lathe of Heaven) fore aft and midships we got Justen Case. He’s very good. Loaches come in handy, but the dinks hear them coming.
Skims’s initial launch resulted in more than US$2 million in profit and the company selling out of merchandise in 10 minutes. The company claims to have sold more than 3 million products in its first year in business. In April 2021, the company was reported to be worth over US$1.6 billion. In January 2022, Skims was reported over to be worth US$3.2 billion.
After further investments, the valuation increased to US$4 billion in July 2023. Roaches can be recycled and they’ll get you high as shit. You’ll get so fucking high you’ll see your sisters playing in the foreshadow when Ike was president. See what you can do with numbers? Not only possible, but been done. Wait. It gets even better.
The New York Times’ effect on man
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
Carry on is what wailers did. Whalers hunted sperm whales and right whales and insisted they were big fish. Finest lamp oil until light bulbs were invented. Wailers were professional mourners who were paid to attend rich people’s funerals to mourn (so you don’t have to). And how could big fish tell they were doing their job? Right. Professional actors (Fnord show).
The peeps have to see and hear it to know it is real. You know what it’s like to have a crescent wrench grinning at you through granular brain mist… that’s the civil war. It is not past. It’s not even dead. Henry knew adorable young women who killed more men with hat pin and poison then he ever did with a hat pistol and posse. Adorable is a girl’s style of fighting, that’s all. Dismiss it, and it will kill you.
Not a chick-flick or a cow-catcher. it’s a pilot. That’s what Henry is doing now as pilot between the coupler and pilot truck to keep the blast pipe and saddle free from interference along the rail. Is this cavalry stuff. Not even Calvary stuff. Railroad stuff. The death of one is a tragedy. The death of millions is a statistic. We don’t like the man who said that- but it’s true.
They are soft smooth and cuddly, warm and adorable, and they dispense food. Make sounds that will cause you to freeze like a rock or shoot like a bolt. So Hi say: he who does not see the emperor’s fine clothes is a fool. So look sharp lads. Ring like a bell, snap to like a spring clapper. We are *going* last round of our species gender war. Could have been avoided boys. Hit it. NOW
in to battle.
Somebody help me, yeah (oh)
Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me, yeah
I’m stayin’ alive
oO-Oo
waldopaper 
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