Yesterday 2:09 pm
I got your ticket, boy. Now......when....is it......going to get. Punched? Can all your jibber-jabber and oragami toys predict your ticket-punching time and date? Don't you think it would be good to know that date? Then, you could spend every last penny you have and leave a note on some oragami cube-thing that just says31stArrival » Today, 9:52 am » wrote: ↑ Shame power of suggestion sustains absolute corruption in every reality saving humanity dawn to dusk daily here 7 days a week tomorrow arrives midnight to noon 52 times a year each person celebrates their day of birth ignoring the date conceived cradle to grave chasing their origin to being alive now believing the intellect nurtured after birth has an eternal life after dead only if they obey the ideas now isn't the balance point of all ancestors alive so far.
"Children of mine, from dawn to dusk daily, 7 days a week tomorrow arrives midnight to noon 52 times a year, all I left you were my origami toys, because I figured out the precise date from conceived cradle to grave, when my ticket gets punched. So, I spent every last dime I had not in the pursuit of eternal life or in furtherance of my decadents' wealth, but in fornicating with whores, jibber-jabbering about nothing, and painting word-salad dingleberries. Therefore, I LEFT YOU NOTHING, YOU BASTARDS, ISN'T LIFE GRAND!!!"