Else-ness Unlike Dissimilarity

Blog post # 357:
(357 = 3*7*17.)

Seven new images.

Yet The Trigonometries Also Precess

Else-ness Unlike Etceteras

Irreducibly Enclosed By All-Inclusiveness

Insanity Sans Its Many Benign Weirdnesses

Truth's Conjecture That Any Truth May Be

Dissimilar To Every Noun, Abstraction, And Axiom

In Unthinkable Angles Of Unimaginable Turning

(The first two are my favorites.)

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Anagrams:
(Six. Six?.. Six!)


The roundness,
it entwined as rays.
=
Within any densest dents
are ours.

---

Yes, a density produces nouns'
pieces or their spinning.
=
Since its angry precision
in these depends upon yours.

---

Once is..
=
so nice..
=
Cosine..
=
is cone.

---

Forever, Hell is a ruse.
=
Evil slurs are of here.

---

These are thin and drawn.
Yet all is severed.
=
Threads were then
vastly as linear, indeed.

---

A line so drawn,...
if to a cursive so true.
=
Our clearest vision
of it was unread.

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(Not much else today.
But is that good, though?)

[Warning: Politics ahead.
Warning: And puns.]

If those Ayn-Rand-acolytes --
those who often say this -- are
actually correct when they claim
that all the richest people have
worked hard to get whatever they
have, and all the people who have
worked hard enough are rich (as
they deserve to be) -- and,
conversely, all the poor deserve
to be poor because they are all
lazy -- then I guess it might
be said,.. that we could thus
classify our society as being
of two distinct groups:...

The 'heave(r)s' and
the 'heave-nots'!..


I never noticed this before;..
But the name "Ayn Rand" sounds
a lot like "Iran", maybe even
more so than that country's
name sounds like "Iraq".
("Iraq" versus "Iran" being
the name-comparison usually made.)
I wonder if someone on the political
left should point out this
"Any-Rand" versus "Iran"
sound-alike-ness whilst debating
politics; do so just for fun,
you know.
(There HAVE to be SOME comparisons
that can be made in this regard
beyond only their names, although I
cannot now think of any, besides
maybe the ideologies of both being
counter to the success of American
society, or something, perhaps.)

After all, "Obama" sounding
like "Osama" has been fair game.

I used to mis-hear the song by
Flock Of Seagulls as going,
"Iran, Iran so far away."*
So, I guess then, that song
could be rewritten to go,
"Ayn Rand, Ayn Rand so far out."

*(I wasn't fooled. I always knew
the song was really "I ran".
.. Or was it, though??..)

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If you eat suspicious food on a
dare, perhaps it can be said you
then do.. ingest... in-jest!..

-

But practical-jokes can
sometimes lead to quite the..
'IN-JEST-ices'..

-

(Hey, I've heard of both Justices
of the Court and Court Jesters.
There must be a joke in there
somewhere, though, whatever it is.
Disorder in the court, I guess.)

Swearing on the Bible
(after taking the stand):
"(I'm taking a stand, here.)
F*ck the Bible!"
Damn, that would be some
.. WIT-ness statement.

"You're out of order!"

And, you, your honor,
are permutated as well.
Crap, but I'm out of
chaos. Want to trade?

"Off with this court-
jester's head!"

Got to.. head-off any of my
silliness, y'all, I guess.
Good plan, your honor.
...
And hey, you may be..
Your Honor; but I am just
ON today, man. Yeah.

"Over-ruled!"

Hey, I appeal!
.. if to only myself..


Remember:
In just ice..
is injustice..
when all we deserve to ever
have is only luke-warm drinks.

(Yeah, you guessed it, that
stuff above was improvised,
and maybe also heard somewhere
else, at least in-part.)

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Quite an intense image the
artist has sketched:

That sketch of his must thus
be very..
'draw-matic', indeed.

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Man and little kid talking:

Man: "When will you learn
to tell time?"

Kid: "Only time will tell."

Man: "When you can finally
tell time, then, hey, tell
it to stop making me so old!"

Kid: "Want to stop time?
Then get a stop-watch."

Man: "That was the problem
with my last watch. Stopping."

Kid: "Seems like it was too
old. Maybe it should have
stopped more and for longer
periods so as to not have
such a problem with stopping."

(Voice from above interjects
here: "And the too-old man has
a problem not with stopping,
but with going."..)

Man: "Hey, I am telling!..
time on you, little boy..
because you are being too
ironic."


(And that kid's name was..
I. Ron Nick.
Cue theremin:..
Woo-wooo-oooo..
{"Hey, who am.. I? Ronny!"
he would always say.})

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Sorry, I guess there was a
bit more in this post than
I thought there would be.

Leroy

Cosmic Cosines Coarsely Coursing

Blog-post # 356:
(356 = 2*89*2.)

Six new art-images:


Sans Crystalline Phosphors Else Falling Clockwise

Spaces Woven With Shapelessness

Within The Missing Disjointedness Of All

Transitioning But Not Transiting Via Triangularity

Beyond But Afterwards And Before

Derived From Anything Or Of Anywhere

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Anagrams:
(Seven:
Seven anagrams again,
as in my previous post.)
[Note: But I included a
bonus anagram in a comment
to my previous post.]


These irises ignorantly
dream of themselves.
=
Their dimness sees far --
to all, some, everything.

---

I am the mess:
=
It shames me.


(Aside: And appropriately,
anagrams make a 'mess' of
the order of letters in a
phrase.. Sorry.)
---

Yet without me, never to be
so was this mathematics.
=
Thus, vast entirety, it
somehow somewhat became it.

---

Observations all
equally seen:
=
Every oblique slant
also leans.

---

Oh, any lazy hourglasses
tilted into all the knots
as yet lost here.
=
They are horizontally
tasking less so, then
they also stalled-out.

---

In moist slop is...
=
its implosions.

---

Our science-thesis
envisioned woven truth.
=
Unseen cosines curved
in it to this, however.

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DIE-AGONY-al?

Oh, how o-BLEAK!

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Halfway alike:

'SEMI-lar'


(Did I already post
this before?
Or something.. semi-lar,
at least?)

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As cosmologies:
Unto 'FARever'...

The study of..
VAST-ronomy.

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That reminds me of 'gastrology'
(ie. the pseudoscientific
analog to gastronomy):

So,..

Where would you find the food
that is the most mentally-chill?

In the.. 'lunatic-fridge',
of course.

(It's okay. I'm one of them --
a crazy person myself.
But I am not food, however.)
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When riding their horses,
cowboys like to...
stirrup.. lots of dust.

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The philosopher assassins both
kill and create their victims
simultaneously, often doing so

... existential-style.

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Sneaky usurpers are quite the...

'plot-iticians'..

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Teens who are very adept at
using forbidden slang are all
just a bunch of..

'juvenile de-linguists'..

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Is tomorrow.. 'no-terday'?..

(And then, would that mean
'Yes-stradamus' was thus a
historian -- even if not a
very reliable one?..)

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Things naturally tending towards
becoming more folded, crumpled,
crooked, and un-straight is the
physics principle of...

'BENTropy'..

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All that is good is collapsing
into vileness via the willful
actions of selfish and powerful
people. Our ideals are in ruins,
as we near Dystopia directly
because of these people's very
much intentional...

'dys-truction'..

of our society and of what
was once virtuous about it.

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[Warning: The next observation
may offend some people.
Warning: The following may
offend, as it contains adult
themes and language that some
might believe to be obscene.
Warning: The following may
offend, as it is political
(and related to religion).
Warning:
Proceed at your own risk.
Warning. Warning.]

Many religious conservatives
still say that homosexual sex
is the one most significant
cause and reason for all of
the problems in our world.
(How? Magically?)

The religious-conservatives
are half-right, actually:...

Although the problem isn't
'gay sex', per se;..

.. it IS indeed, however,..

F*CKING ASSH*LES!...

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Yeah, I'm out'a here..

Leroy

Conjectures Summed With Theorems

Blog-post # 355:
(355 = 5*71.)

Eight new art-images.


Every Something Of Some Everythings

To Equal All Myth Disproving Math

More Finite Than Is Any Number

A Continuum Crumpled, Shattered, And Stained

Into Its Own Maddening Amorphousnesses

Disconnected From Continuumlessness

Without Any Words Synonymous With Absence

Interwoven Between Interpolations

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Anagrams:
(Seven. 7.
3+4. Five plus two.)


The sum rotates,
remains a loop
of things.
=
It forms into these
at amorphous angles.

---

That mandala slept
inside us, inside
our despair.
=
It is ruined; thus
it all does appear
damned as sin.

---

They are woven spheres.
=
Those span everywhere.

---

Oh, such does truncate
a purest entirety seen.
=
Yet those inert punctures
are then so caused.

---

Yet before us, and
still predicted so,
is science.
=
In its fluid,
oddest pieces be
as correctly seen.

---

This lusty theory she
had of every uterus:
=
Yes, you trusted hers
thusly, if to have her.

---

Coincidences then
seemed to be thus;
=
But those sciences
once denied them.

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[I'm going to get relatively
intellectual with the stupid
puns today.]


Say we have a math conjecture
proved false by showing that,
if it had been true, summing
a quantity with something
else would have lead to
that quantity actually being
subtracted instead.
Then this is a disproof via..

'REDUCTION-ADD Absurdum'..

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If two separate objects both
exist with the exact same
masses and volumes, that
thus then is quite a...

'coinci-density'..

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You see that TV docudrama
about the black holes?

Yeah, it was inspired by
actual.. event-horizons..

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Cathode ray TV screens with
shapeless pixels are coated
in..

'amor-phosphors'..

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A word meaning the same thing
as another word, except for
being out of phase with it:

'Cosyn-onym'..

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[And now the end of my
"intellectual" puns.]

[Warning: Bad joke ahead.]
[Warning: Bad joke impending.]


Why was my heart broken?

Because it had been constantly..
beatin'..

(That there must be quite some
.. heartin'.. of the arteries..)

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[Another stupid and possibly
offensive joke.]

Many misogynists believe that
the feminists are a bunch of...

'u-TERROR-i'.

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[And this last joke ain't
much better. Actually, it
may offend some readers, and
may even do so very much.]
[Warning:
Possible offensiveness.]

(America-centric joke.)


You know why 18-year-olds
are as good as (US) cash?

Because they are now..
'legal tender'..

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PS:

And Happy New Year
(Happy Y-mas), you all!

[But have we come to a
place now days in society
where any concern about
"New Year's resolutions"
is only in regards to
their mega-pixels?...
.. Oh, how tragic.]

Leroy

Of Corkworks And Clockscrews

Blog-post # 354:
(354 = 2*59*3.)

And six is the number
of my art-images for today.


The Nihilism Of Sleeping Ghosts

Meanings Distinctly Unlike Every Meaning

Infinitely Meso-Determinate Intermediacy

Scalenism Of Palindromes And Vice-Versa

Counterhourglasswise Is That Clockscrew

Anomalously Of Any Obsidian Abyss

I like the first two images
the best, I guess.
And the top image's name
I really like.

"Meso-Determinate", from the 3rd
image's name, is a neology meaning
somewhat determinable; and perhaps
means possessing a level of
indeterminability that is itself
maybe undeterminable?

"Scalenism", from the 4th image's
name, is the concept of possessing
unequal lengths, as a scalene
triangle possesses.

What would "Counterhourglasswise",
from the 5th image title, mean
exactly? Simply 'up', maybe?
Or maybe technological progress?
Or perhaps even time flowing
backwards...
(as technology ironically
simultaneously progresses)?
"Clockscrew", from the same
title, is a play on "clockwork"-
versus-"corkscrew" --
see this blog-post's title.

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Anagrams:
(Four; no more.)


Oh, all is as most.
Thus, corkscrews keep time.
=
The clockwork-spirals
seem to assume this.

---

As the dents soon almost jut;
=
an adjustment lost those so.

---

Toughest sins die...
=
inside those guts.

---

As the atomic energies
were so real:
=
We are genies.
Their comets are also.

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What type of bottle-opener needs
you to twist it twice, not just
once, for it to appear in the
same orientation as before
you started to twist it?

A quark-screw.

(And, yes,...
'Half-Spin-Doctors' are a bunch
of quarky quacks, also.)

(Note: This is at least my second
quark-related joke. I might
prefer the earlier one I once
published in this blog,
though -- the joke about the
"subatomic clock".)
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You hear about that contagious
disease that can make you
really dizzy?

Yeah, it's goin' around...

-------------------------------

Which vitamin existed prior
to even life on Earth?

Vitamin 'B4', of course..

-------------------------------

If a group of kids decide
together to all take-up
smoking, I guess they
then must have a...

'suicide pack'..


(^A very unoriginal pun.)
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Okay, seriously -- since IQ
is typically measured by comparing
one's intelligence to the average
level of human intelligence,
allegedly, then what if I am
correct in my solipsism?

I suppose I would then have
an IQ of exactly 100, then?

But what if even I do not
exist, and absolute nihilism
is the only correct philosophy?

Would my IQ then be indeterminate,
being simultaneously at every
level between zero and infinity?

And would, then, even my
non-existent mind exist
somewhat when my IQ is in
any way infinite at the moment,
because zero multiplied by
infinity is SOMETIMES non-zero?
(Just ask those zero-mass yet
light-speed-velocity subatomic
particles regarding this math
quasi-fact.)

Anyway, this whole topic
confuses me, especially as to
how it might relate to
Descartes' contention that we
must be real because we think.

But maybe we are NOT real, and
are not real precisely because
we think; since when we do
think, it is evident and given
that we all sometimes have zero
IQ, and sometimes have infinite
IQ, and sometimes it is in the
middle (but mostly is rather
low for almost all of us).
Or something..

Thus, I am alone and
nonexistent, and so have an
IQ at all levels at once;
hence I think despite my
lack of thoughts.

(And this time right now is
NOT an infinite IQ moment
for me, as you can see.)

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Leroy

The End Of Eternity

The End Of Eternity

Blog-post # 353:
(353 = a prime, apparently.)

Six new images:

Ambiguously Relevant Counter-Conceptualization

If Names Were Also Nouns

Refraction Of Purity Into Its Impurities

Cosmically Consistent Yet Universally Uneven

Monotonic Swirling

Consequence Disbelieved By Causality

I like these.

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Anagrams:
(Only three.
Damn, I suck)


Unequal hemispheres
oddly separated.
=
They all perhaps
seemed quasi-rounded.

---

Chaotic repetition in us:
=
The ironic pace is unto it.

---

A crescentic sphere; a duality:
=
The circles; any are cuspidate.

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So, I have to hurry up and post
today before the...
END OF THE WORLD(tm).

ahem.

(I hate whenever the end of the
world happens, too. It is hard
to make plans around, you know.
"Let's see if I can schedule
you in. Wednesday, I have a
doctor's appointment. Thursday,
I have an appointment with my
financial advisor. Friday is the
end of the world. Monday, I have
to take my dog to get groomed..
Tuesday, then? Oh, wait, Tuesday
won't work after all, because
WE WILL ALL BE DEAD!
Maybe Wednesday of next week,
however? That works.")

But the real
"End of the world" is humanity.
First there is the by-far most
likely outcome for the world ending,
when it finally happens, being that
people will somehow destroy the
world completely someday..

But also, we are collectively
as a species literally
the END of the world,
the world's ass, in other words.

-

The History Of The World,
summarized:

The powerful and pompous..
.. and their pogroms.

-

On a somewhat related note*,
I may indeed be the
GREATEST SOLIPSIST EVER
(because I am the only solipsist
ever..), but I still find some
("other"?) people's selfishness
and lack of empathy to be almost
infinitely offensive to me.
And worse, I think, many of these
people are not only proud of their
own selfishness and lack of
empathy, but they often publicly
proclaim how they actually loathe
so damn much the people, unlike
them, who DARE act selflessly
or with empathy, as if being
kind in any way is a very VERY
BAD things for anyone to be.

I don't know what is worse:
That many people only pretend
to be kind, but these people are
in fact completely selfish and
maybe even at least a little
sadistic...
Or that many people are openly
proud of their selfishness and
greed and sociopathic nature,
and will angrily belittle and
strongly criticize anyone else
who dares show even a small
amount of humaneness towards
others.

The problem with the latter type
is that they encourage society as
a whole to become more like them,
and they move the thermostat of
what is considered by society
to be "normal" and "good"
in the opposite direction
of where our moral values
should be going instead.

*(And do musical tones even have
relatives, like cousins?
Chord-cousins, perhaps?)

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The creatures of our nightmares:

These.. 'DREAMons'.

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Leroy Quet-zalcoatl strikes again.

Do Those Ears Hear.. Piercing Noises?

Blog-post #352:
(352 = 2*2*2*2*2*11.)

[Note regarding title:
They may hear sharp notes
too.. This is alluding
to an anagram below,
by the way.]

Sorry for the long wait,
relatively, since I posted
last. I have been feeling
a bit ill. (And all the
bad news recently isn't
helping me out either.)
Hopefully, though, I will
be completely better soon.

And sorry for the relatively
poor selection of images, in
regards to both their number
and quality.

Yes, seven new art-images.

(An aside: Since my art images
exist only on computers --
'data-paintings',
one could call them --
the fact they exist only as
abstract concepts therefore
makes them truly..
'abstract art',.. in an even
more literal sense than how
that phrase is commonly used.)


As Triangular As Triangles Almost Are

Nullity Interspersed With Nonzeroness

Converging Onto Its Non-Convergences

Only Of Both Either And Neither

Portrayal Of Etceteras

Of Any Somethingnessless Somethinglessness

Loci Of Shape Sans Its Location

(Now I maybe wish I had
named the 4th image
instead, "Only Of Both
Either And/Nor Neither".)

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Anagrams:
(Seven. And seven images too.
See a pattern?..)


A revolution slanted so,...
=
as un-level rotations do.

---

Our demons shall
violently beat us.
=
Then sly evil morons
out-abused all.

---

The crescent
held us as so.
=
Thus arcs
enclosed these.

---

Strings become hated,...
=
being the most scared.

---

The mile-deep
staircases sloped:
=
All space does rise
despite them.

---

Ears of the needles:
All their sly entirety
yet heard our sight.
=
They are listened for;
they are seen, are
rightly still shouted.

---

My dumb brain:
This does rue me.
=
Subhumanity did
remember so.

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Not much jokiness today:


I may not be tall, dark,
OR handsome (ie. I am
the-triad-deficient);
but you know what they say
about we 'pasty'-skinned
guys, don't you?

At least we will always..
'stick' around..

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[I really should not post the
following. It is relatively
much better than another joke I
decided to not post here today,
however; and there is very
little else I am posting today.
So I will publish this anyway.]

One could say about some
substance or habit they are
trying to warn someone from:

"That substance/habit
(whatever it is specifically)
is SO carcinogenic, it
will likely give you..
HAIR-cancer, even!"

(But good thing chemo is pretty
much 100% effective against
hair-cancer, though; at least..)


[Sorry. And I have friends and
family who have had...
{but not that kind}
Just 'ugg's all around.
And hair-cancer is probably real,
too, and people probably die
from it, too.* Sorry especially
then. But sorry either way.]

*[I am sure that there actually
must be types of cancer involving
the area of the skin right at the
hair-follicles {such as.. oh..
most skin-cancers generally}, and
maybe sometimes including some of
the {still-living} bases of the
hair-strands themselves as well.
Although, so my joke is still
'funny', I am specifically
referring in this joke to cancer
occurring on the hair strands
only at points at least 1 inch or
so from the surface of the skin.
I am glad I could clear up that
confusion.
.. Now you may laugh away..]
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Okay, I'm out-of-here!..

Leroy Quet(-zalcoatl)
(I am = 1 AM.)

Holes Centered Upon Punctured Intermediacies

Blog-post # 351:
(351 = 3*3*3*13.)

Seven new images:

Transitions In Conceptualizations
Of Somethingness

Shaped Like Shape-like Spacelessness

Breath Tasting Of Lexicons

Entropy's Traitorous Tangents

Meaning Meant To Be Meaningless

Soliloquies Palindromically Woven

Collective Dissent

(I like most of these.
I had a difficult time deciding
which order to put the top three
images into, though.
An imperfect permutation?
An 'impermutation'?
Yes, impurely, surely.)
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(Not much else today.)

Anagrams:
(Only five.)


Space-time is but of the
sand-less hourglass.
=
Its emptiness falls
because our ghosts had.

---

This ending ends
in the voids.
=
Nothingness is
then divided.

---

Ha, reality ends, centered
somewhat upon its holes.
=
Yet these corners we made
into all those I had spun.

---

Shouts;
=
thus so.

---

For, things arced:...
=
Of charted rings.

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--------------------------

Palindrome:

Sin: A madness' end; a man is.

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Prediction:

Written legal-agreements will
come to have finer and finer
print inserted (literally and
figuratively) "between the
lines" {between their lines},
and with even finer print
between those lines, on and on
ad infinitum...

In other word, even legal
agreements will soon become
fractal.

(Sorry, no puns here in
this regard. Oh, okay;
how about this?..

Fractalized abstractions are...
'abstractal' in nature.)


[I may have heard of this fractal
legal-agreement prediction
somewhere else and so it is maybe
not originally mine.]

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If we only rely on OTHER people
to write in regards to important
and erudite topics, then are THOSE
other people's theses they write
(not being 'these theses') then..

'THOSES'?

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You know what kind of music
makes your feet want to dance?..

'Sock-and-sole'!...

--------------------------

I guess that dance-parties
with hard techno-punk
(such as industrial music
with hard-core punk lyrics)
could be called...

'Rages'?....

"OutRAVEous!..."

"That would be 'outrageous'!
'Cause, hey, those punks
can't out-rave-us!"

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You hear they caught the
homicidal guru prophet?

Yeah, he was charged with...

'pre-(transcendental)-meditated'
murder..

--------------------------

I really dislike humanity,
all of it.

I hate it so much that it
makes me want to puke.

Does that make me, then, a...

'misan-throwup'?...

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My rantiness, when I do that,
is intended to..

incite insight.

("But hey, you ranters:
Don't get your ranties
all in a twist!..")

--------------------------

Paranoid yet?

(Oh, we have a..
medication for that..

Yes, a 'MED-NESS'
for your "MADNESS"!...)

--------------------------

[Warning.
Possibly offensive
material ahead.
Warning. Beware.]


Two guys talkin' guy-talk:

"I want to 'do' her SO hard, man."

"Yeah, but she wants to 'do' ME
... so wet!"

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(Signed:
ALMOST a perfectionist,..)

Leroy

Death-Bed-Of-Nails

Blog-post # 350:
(350 = 2*5*5*7.)

Note:
This blog-post's title has little
to do with its contents.
I just think the name would be a
good band-name, unless it is
already one (which it must be).

Seven new images:

Demultiplication More Axiomatic Than Itself

As Plural As All The Aspects Of All

Predecessors To Predestined Previousness

Heresy Herein Forbidden To Be Betrayed

Processes Transiting Within Propagation

Abstraction Disregarding Even Me

Seeing Onto Unrecognizable Recognition

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Anagrams:
(Twelve: Do that zen;
Do-zen.)


Any disordering of the mess
is cast alone:
=
Synthetic dimensions are
also as forged.

---

It is crafted failure,
and thus is seen;
=
as in that rude surface
inside itself.

---

This soliloquy meant
to understand us.
=
It shorted so a
silently quantum sound.

---

The soliloquy is:
=
"Oh, so, silly quiet."

---

The one soliloquy:
=
Quiet, oh, so lonely.

---

Things are ever as
in all theses said.
=
Again, less real
than severed is this.

---

A thesis was:
=
As we, as this.
(=
A wisest ash.)

---

Grids are mainly as something,
as if elongated so.
=
Yet mis-arranged is all,
is goodness again of them.

---

So cuspidate:
=
As pi does cut.

---

The dystopian Jupiter's
entirety was yet wrapped
in all lush red.
=
Pi is neatly wiped to rust,
then appears justly and
weirdly there.

---

These surreal halves unlikely
be of not one iris;
=
if your lens shall see
in or to the bleak universe.

---

One's induction...
=
is continued on.


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(And now the rest..
Not much today, though.)


Forget trying to get odd jobs
in this economy..

We need instead..

Those even jobs,
so we can break-odd.

Yes.

I now hear Jim Morrison singing...

"Break-odd with an even job.
Break-odd with an even job."

("A take-off on a Doors' song.
Take-off on a Doors' song.
Take-off!
Take-off!...")

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A customer enters a bar;
There is a very young baby working
as the bartender. The customer then
says to the baby-bartender:
"You must be new here."

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You know what would be poetic?

Shootin' some guns!..
(Yes, yee-haw.)

... Yeah, shootin' some guns...

out of a cannon...

.. at some other guns.

(Yep, shootin' some guns, indeed.)

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Being called "Politically-Correct"
has, these days, somehow itself
become a slur, and is now quite
an offensive thing to be called,
actually.

So, may I suggest instead:

"(People-Who-Happen-To-Be-)
Asininely-Challenged",...

as something to label those people
who dare not be racist, bigoted,
offensive, crass, or vile.

(I am sure you all can do better
than even {even!} I did with
inventing a new term for such
people.
And more points to you if you use
more and more hyphens in your new
label for them!)

[Update edit:
Perhaps "Asininely-Challenged",
especially because "Asininely"
is an adverb, might imply the
opposite of what is intended.
So, maybe "Asininity-Challenged"
instead?
Or, to be more correct in the
literal sense,
"Asininity-Deficient" might
be a better term? Although this
does not follow the pattern of
many other "politically-correct"
terms, which often end in
"-Challenged" {and which often
begin with an adverb}.]

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Leroy