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mofa temporaries wortspur neulich reichlicher getriebe morgen: fadenseiden unbeholfen |
morgen | tomorrow tomorrow, all will be different related to time and events past will we see or read or physically absorb what has been and what had cause to happen in our fading, definite and reflected through straggling days and nights. to them we pass through an autograph and a child between the cracks. we will survive adultery and then the seasons which reliably come and go between flights and fingers on keys feeling the way through visions and residual waste is it still worthwhile to consider a life again and the decisions we should rather make ourselves we make music for a tomorrow we believe in even when occasionally the gloom breaks through we won't pause to describe impossible footsteps to gain an overview and prepare ourselves with questions and guns when we leave home every morning to power up processors, data-filtering and authorizing so in general is it about decisions per se and not the quality that's striking later we can barely guess what's been improved or not probable to result in onward development in code or is evolution a cycle mode everything is political, that is understood generally un-political as a not un-interesting reply without becoming superficial politics has certainly made and broken a lot and then we expose ourselves to a 'might' from which perspective we examine what we despise or caution hold on tight from which perspective we observe or what we despise or caution! hold on tight perception is still an over-clarified word encompassing truth and taking what about truth and giving that suggests firstly, to "get your ass moving" file: ASCII, 0.96 kB | save |