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Don’t Make Me Go Ohio Pyle on Your Ass!
Your triumph rustsdevoid for novel, yet let it standas precious to slight so it might.meter without measure, requisite temperingred clay, said soil begets one palpable truthcarnal exchange comes then forgoes that circumstance of pomp;A desparate thirst never quench his eye.How fared those ilk, when twilight gave rise?Myth be not creed: all but so urged.Beware, and…
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Unbridled
Suicidal: I am tidal Low and High. How became this, to be so Unbridled…
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Through the Smoking-Glass
The time has come “The Rockstar” said To speak of oblong things Of blues and reds and other meds let bring on all-that-sings Sweet melody: blissful silence will it ring? so sweetly as to be out with reason out with rhyme: prithee thee, lay me under foot by feet, and for all time. Weakness: this…
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Hock Your Junk the Easy Way
So, i’ve got this idea for clandestine activities of whatever colours and persuasions you might wish to indulge. We got the Internet, yo! What’s more, we’ve got advanced communication channels, such as Twitter. #1 Define Cryptic Rhetoric “… no [un-encoded] messages on an open channel…” — Saavik
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Time is on Your Side
Ladies and Gentlemen, Let this text be the answer you’ve awaited. Relax, for this people search begs to expedite this minutia of people processing. All that is not in momentum for the betterment of greater goals, I wish to identify, understand, assess, and execute solutions, congruent with your mission statement, the general morale, the company…
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From my Fingers, I Wish. I Could Caress
Manic Depression so named no more Major Depressive; Affective this role. I know what I want but I just don’t know how to go about getting it. Feeling, sweet feeling drops from my fingers: Music. Sweet music, I wish I could caress. I think I’ll go tear-myself-up; go on down Really ain’t no use in…
About
Published in 2006, What’s On Your Brain is the personal blog of @ajaxStardust
It’s composed mostly prosaic ramblings.
