Someone, "J," realizes with the receiver to her ear.
Though J seizes you in weapon focus, she wants to cast her eyes on the zoetrope.
J reflects on the mask work in place to permit or block the light on S's multiple etched layers.
J fails to believe in the seemingly biological determinism of being, scheduled that way.
J confides that she could probably take a lot more out.
J also fails to find the answer in the text.
J muses at the extended reach of apparent groundlessness, a hotel on water or the floatel.
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Ernest Hemingway said that his best work was a very short story consisting of six words: "For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn." Alan Moore's brief masterpiece of fiction is, I think, just as good: "Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time." Here's another gem, written anonymously: "The last man on earth heard a knock on the door."
I have a Scorpio Ascendant...
In her natal horoscope, Icelandic chanteuse Bjork has the sun, moon, and Neptune in the sign of Scorpio. Here's how she describes what it's like being her: "I have to re-create the universe every morning when I wake up, and kill it in the evening." Sound familiar? That's a pretty good summary of the temperament of your tribe, and especially so right now, as you navigate your way through the astrological House of Resurrection.
Courtesy of www.freewillastrology.com
No Rack So Sweet...
Choose your poison.
https://www.google.com/books/edition/Cthulhu_2000/ogkZHQv12GMC?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=momento%20de%20la%20verdad%20hemingway&pg=PT373&printsec=frontcover
https://neurosciencenews.com/memory-dna-learning-25951/
No mazalot.
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