tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post1404911664920572766..comments2023-10-19T10:57:13.586-05:00Comments on lI — Il: Concerning Primarily Ourselves (OR MY FAVORITE MANIFESTIMALS)E T Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15133183988597024227noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-18439080696595818742007-06-06T16:55:00.000-05:002007-06-06T16:55:00.000-05:00rassr'ct ter buff'loesrassr'ct ter buff'loesilllllllllllllihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16841488885774690384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-37809769291192611892007-06-05T19:00:00.000-05:002007-06-05T19:00:00.000-05:00¿que es la problema? ¿No jode usted bastante? ¡La ...¿que es la problema? ¿No jode usted bastante? ¡La corrupción prevista es el peor! Quizá somos apenas molinos de viento.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-3134173961391897132007-06-05T11:37:00.000-05:002007-06-05T11:37:00.000-05:00internet poetry battle?...yes.internet poetry battle?...<BR/><BR/>yes.E T Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15133183988597024227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-43419812680974194242007-06-05T10:04:00.000-05:002007-06-05T10:04:00.000-05:00your internet poetry sucks.your internet poetry sucks.Gregory Hubacekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14569955442655935343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-62546816556720495352007-06-05T08:30:00.000-05:002007-06-05T08:30:00.000-05:00your line in the sand is my ether of love, painted...your line in the sand is my ether of love, painted to blend in and seemingly awkward, asking pointless questions and lacking a distinct nervous tick of his own he shifts from repetition to repetition searching for meaning, not knowing where he heads or with whom, this lavish catastrophe kept him warm and he was free to think about the future.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-75868903281466115562007-06-05T08:22:00.000-05:002007-06-05T08:22:00.000-05:00indeed...suddenly a ping-pong ball flew across the...indeed...suddenly a ping-pong ball flew across the universe and blew fate out of the water, they were prolific and prophetic, it was inexplicably patheticAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22799938.post-77659057959099153872007-06-04T23:19:00.000-05:002007-06-04T23:19:00.000-05:00Access to the potential everything has eliminated ...Access to the potential everything has eliminated the ability to transcend boundaries. An infinite wall containing one point of fault... <BR/><BR/>With limit there is guideline, the ability to push potential within bounds... There is focus; it takes place within a room in which one can scour for hours... inch by inch... Give time and persistence and the wall shall be surpassed.<BR/><BR/>Everywhere to go, everything to learn - oceans of worth. Get your feet wet... <BR/><BR/>Fuck it. Lets drown.E T Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15133183988597024227noreply@blogger.com