Though I could have sworn you said it ends. I can support a solar system, but no-one else thinks it possible. Do you think the world will forcibly take me out of my mind? lol
Time is like a bag of crack. It is there upon lightation of the first crack rocketh, and it is fleeting upon exhalation of thine last crack rock smoke, but when it is ended, the bag still remains in some form for all distances.
I'm not waiting, I'm watching. Frequency modulation toward the inviting. Love is not a matter of time but of invitation. Times purpose is to bring things to an end, to to allow time to end time. An escape clause allows one choose again. The mind is powerful and it's decisions are inviolate. How adept are we in speaking a truth that we are comfortable with in eternity. What will be the last thought, do you think it is coming soon.
Again. I am an adept in something I have no words for. A loving invitation, how could I say it better? World, I am here, you must feed me mushrooms, not crack, and see what happens. Think of it as a science project until I am surrounded by my friends!
Of course not, thedope. I was speaking with a smile. It just seemed to reflect a hint of exasperation which is rare in your posting. Stood out. As for any measure of perfection, no chance of that. Hero-worship has no place in me. I see feet of clay on absolutely everybody. Still, I learn from all anyway.
I'm not just a hero, I'm a superhero! A regular person that can transform in order to save the world. The trouble is it can get about just fine on its clay feet for now. I may actually have to die!!! Love is not unconditional. It is condition. That's why we are needful
The world is the one higher than I. It does love me, just a little! It is too beautiful to know that even phoenix's can only return so many times.