It winds around the hot heart of our home country. It winds around every infinitesimal loop of genetic information. It provokes a shuddering series of cataclysms in the planetary crust of our nation, but when our star grows cold, that cataclysm will warm us. We understand so much more. We will always be what we were going to be, wound tight in the love of the Worm.
My one regret in not having children is that I won't possibly exist in the Gestalt consciousness of the saviour of humanity, the God Emperor Leto II Atreides
"Moneo, did I ever tell you about Hexbear..."
"...no lord..."
WHAT WAS. WILL BE. WHAT WILL BE. WAS.
GRAVITY IS DESIRE
TIME IS SIGHT
... sorry wrong worm
There is no wrong worm. In this house all worms are valid.
Babe would you love me if I was a worm
it eats out the parts of our brain which cause us confusion so we can behold all of creation in it's wormy truth.
The worm devours the detritus that are our mortal perceptions.
Ah, on a perd nos escargots...
Je suppose c'est la suivant meilleur substitute...
If elected I even have a plan for the French.
Merci beaucoup, monsieur Kennedy!
Banned? DM Wmill to appeal.
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Don't post low-hanging fruit here after it gets removed from the_dunk_tank