I smile: I am pleased you like the work, but not particularly interested in why.
You liked how it felt.
Instead, tell me about the last dream you had while sleeping?
Did you like how it made you feel?
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I dreamt a record store called All ‘N Analog. It was no analogue.
And,
What if it turned out that Paul Revere was just a Boy who cried Wolf?
Let’s incorporate.
A stem [becomes]
steAm.
Repetition of action is
not repeating oneself;
though, care must be taken, of course, so you
don’t repeat yourself;
but, sometimes I love it when
you repeat yourself
(or ask me questions, the answers to which you believe you already know.)
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Self-awareness of ignorance can nearly
overcome it.
Just don’t over-commit.
You will, still, scratch that itching nose with a finger, whether you are aware you do so,
or not.
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You skate on a bead of water produced from the ice you melted as the blade of your skate skirted over it.
You have not cut the ice.
Boiling point is dependent upon the local atmospheric pressure, sweet thing.
Are you at an elevation of simple sea level?
The triple point of water.
A bathtub producing water, ice, and steAm from its faucet head.
All states
existing simultaneously; and, at the same time,
the ultraviolet exposure at my atmospheric level, fries, while I watched the sun rise
from my spectacular, secularly sacred space.
WrittenCasey 