I couldn’t care less what you think of me personally. If I had but one label that must be tattooed on my forehead, then let it be ‘objectivist’ for that is the one I chose for myself, with my own hands.
We bleep on then ride a wicked code before eventually bleeping off one final time. I’ve seen nothing to discredit this story, nothing yet, not in my incredibly long tenure of walking through the wastelands from sun up to settling.
Opinions? How drooling they’ve become. Opinions are droplets of the self. That is their nature. To overcome, I watch and I listen and I think as freely as I can. On this day, at least, I’m still free and that’s just how it is, folks.
That’s just how it is.
‘Crandew’s Clickable Pic -get transported to some far-off, wonderful place.’
A group of fools, be them pawns…
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