The words really do get curious and capricious. I am Alice Ladder; and even the hair on my arms stood on end. Hair-raising. Un baffoon ambulent I must have appeared on my walk home.
Parcigal is lovesome, diligent, loyal and kind. But the gal is also lewd and licentious. A real hærlot. Engaging in all sorts of hærlotries, and what not. She is a complete philolofile. Thinks she’s pretty funny.
Vitz. She really likes words and is a lovesome dummy.
Before we meander Hear I make three formal remarks below. The rest is simply me doing my best.
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》All knowledge is nothing more than symbolism.
》》 Word is bond and magic. Be impeccable. Do not use it against yourself either.
》》》What you see inside the mirror is just an image of reality; which means it is virtual reality. It is a dream.
i. surprising disclosure of a previously unknown
ii. remarkable thing
iii. supranatural ; præterhuman ; divine ; daimonion
*remember that we must distinguish between a homo dormien (sleeping human) from a homo vigilance (waking man).
“A private individual.”
Just a “fellow temple-servant.”
Homo-doulus with the swans kuknoi.
Word has it that Socrates believed his master [despotēs] gifted him a prophetic capacity [mantike] not inferiors to that of swans.
Metathesis: transposition or interchange.
Metastatics: change and shifting
Metatithemi: interpose, change a meaning.
Pure Fools talk freely.
So listen closely.
Everyone’s gonna shout.
Babble on anon, anon.
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