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I was the topographical view of a dog. Hunting, sniffing, looking, finding nothing. But I was enjoying it. I was fully formed in my purpose. A topographical dog. Each paw I placed one after the other I moved forward, and from my topographical view from above- my body swayed subtly in rhythm with my paws from left to right. The distance my body swayed from left to right judged from the equidistant centre point between the two furthest degrees of left to right was exactly one sixteenth of the t...

In a nameless kingdom there lived the King and Queen of contentment. Happily sometime during their ever after the Queen became pregnant and some time later she bore a baby boy- the first prince of this nameless kingdom. As years do- they passed with many consequences great and small none of which I will mention here. The Prince by the time now past was propped on the cusp of manhood. How he had reached such an age was confounding as alas the Prince suffered a huge disability at the core of hi...

at the present day there are many sighns that we have ruined this rock our home Earth as far as human habitation goes. and when we leave it and head for fresh pastures to ruin somewhere in the hevens- Earth will at first be a popular talking point: 'Didnt we have it good' 'yes, yes' 'why, why...' The frist space collonists, at first stricken numb with all consuming guilty grief, will over time put events behind them, finding different perspectives along the way with which to bury the simple b...

Genrally speaking I forget most of the days I live through. Im sure there still in there but I never really recall them. I dont know wether it is because I have no need or want to or wether nothing in perticular happened on that day- or events happened but they were of an expected nature. there pattern was nothing new. In someways they could be considered perfect and so dont require futher thought. the completed memory fades. the perfect pattern ends and is forgotten like the in-tune satisfac...

at the present day there are many sighns that we have ruined this rock our home Earth as far as human habitation goes. when we leave it to head for fresh pastures to ruin somewhere in the hevens- Earth will at first be a popular talking point: 'Didnt we have it good' 'yes, yes' 'why, why...' The frist space collonists, at first stricken numb with all consuming guilty grief, will over time put events behind them, finding different perspectives along the way with which to bury the simple but un...