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At an interesting and quick pace,

The man asked to be seen by the doctor,

A wish,

No distasteful strand of eloquence left unopened—

He asked for a mailbox, and she gave him a shovel

(And a shower for a show!)

O Conan!!!

That just became so readily amusing to me,

That I might have failed to have mentioned, dear reader

An atrocity unwinding for us we have found—

and we have found such indeed, in perpetual times,

To be one another, and all at all times! A quest!

Given a seat at the entry,

To have been given any attention,

And keep each of them with me

A mention—

For factor of disappearance— “¿whereforeartthou women? “

We'll ask—

(But no children please)

I get it;

I got tracked down for an autograph

And asked for one, if any

For a stone each

Goes to the other.

Listen,

Movement again

Catch me if you can, car//cat.

What a head trip

What a head trip

What a disasterous ask,

How I failed to have lost you at all,

And found one at the crossroads,

Dropped off at the crosswalk

Don't forget waffles!

Stramlining streamers

And bicycle tires

Times of the times

Of the times

(Of the times, I said)

I love iron

And ironing boards in the flatiron district

Don't do anything I wouldn't

(Fair, and very well said.)

Fair and very well done, your honor

Are we all on the same ark now,

Noah?!

No!

It couldn't be I had ever lived so dangerously

Look at me

I went all that way

And only lost $22 dollars!

A dollar a minute!

—times a wasting!

I went all this way

And still owe 30 minutes on the stationary bike

{After 30 More Minutes on The Stationary Bike}

In the crosshairs//crosfires of something once thought as love, we find reason to give in trust to such, as not has now parted from within these sequences

—of time, through time—

and by time, in and of itself, in nature

—with and throughout cause of now and where we have come, into truth;

Awakened by our judgement,

And in spirit, here gathered as farkind.

Sometimes, I honestly don't know what any of this stuff means— or what I'm writing until after I've done it.

I've got to go;

That's Christopher Lloyd.

John Wilkins, Sr. Sir. Reporting for duty.

Have you got your paperwork gathered?

As you asked.

As was commanded.

Yes, sir.

I see here you have— mounted—

—and unmounted—

—yes…this mission—several times within the last decade.

I've seen to it to show all paths taken within the simulation—sir—both in and out of each district within the series grid.

*face*

—uh, sir.

…I see. And your continuum?

Spotless: In fact— with your judgment, you might confirm I've become somewhat of a—

(Clearing throat)

Ahem.

—celebrity.

*coughs*

—sir.

[a break]

—it has been well documented.

All Things Considered…

…All Things Considered.

(Breaks fourth wall, as if to say “i beat you to the punch.)

(No pun intended.)

That's not funny!

No, it's not, but—

All Things Considered…

….