(11 am. – promoted by ek hornbeck)
Uncertainties of original conditions.
Numerous concerns trigger critics.
Wheres and hows, nobody really knows.
Complete meltdown? Define complete.
Define “molten,” or “radioactive.”
For that matter = energy,
Define credit default swaps.
Melt-down versus melt-up?
Tick-talk, radioactive clock!
Deer still walk in the mountains, constantly chewing
Berries ripen on the vine. Incessantly.
Rosewood fretboards…obla-di obla da.
Death is still “The Mother of All Beauty…”
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Why do we even need to talk about that guy at the bus stop? Young, male and really unhinged for reals, but not stupid. Just before he began throwing up, he told me both his parents had been murdered, he was jobless and on government aid for attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (he did not know what that was, but I naturally assumed he was “paradoxically” amped-out on methylphenidate or thereabouts), and that the name Dante meant “half-demon,” when in reality it means “enduring or obstinate,” as in “hard” or “duro.” Sure enough, he had unhinged friends on the bus, too. I made up my mind early that should things go south, I was definitely backing-up the bus driver, faster than you could say, “da le duro!”. Just the sort of fellas you don’t want around your family during civil unrest.