Topic: The Dis-order of the Disorganised Philosophies.. | |
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A float? Like a root beer float? With vanilla ice cream!!
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We are going to float, in a boat, in a moat, filled with
ice cream? Is Dr Suess around and I missed him? Sounds like the plot thickened that much, we can build houses out of it!!! |
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I've heard of sand castles before, but an ice cream castle? Sounds
delicious! |
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Can we decorate with chocolate shells, PLEASE
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This thread has certainly developed Disorders...I think I have gained
weight since coming here... added weight...gained weight. If you add weight to something you say does that make your words heavier? |
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Do my words look big in this???
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Depends on I suppose.
Did your tongue gain weight???? Then it might well be possible |
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I don't know have a look for me will you???
<-------------is it bigger??? (Said in a shaky voice) |
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Ummmmmmm......noo, they're as light as a feather floating on a summer
breeze through my mind! |
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Not a bit, it looks perfect on you
A little bit dicoloured perhaps from the icecream, but form and length are like always. I didn't even detect a split in it |
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Phew!!!!
So disorganised pholosophies will not add weight, not split ones tongue....perfect. |
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No, it's perfect for the practice of letting tongues run smoothly,
no second guesses, just plain and honest. |
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~ Free Yourself from Training Wheels ~
~~~ Disorganized philosophies are honest to a fault whilst preordaining providence will lock your spirit in a vault The will you have is free to do with as you like once you’ve past the training wheels you can ride it like a bike If you constrain yourself to dogma you’re bound to skin your knee for idol worship’s blasphemy even profits will decree! Look upon creation for this is where it’s at everything you witness is magic from a hat Why focus on the source, when the magic’s where it’s at? To wish for something greater is to be a spoiled brat! Enjoy the life that you’ve been given view the world as god to worship idol dogmas is the epitome of odd ~~~ (Abra 5/11/07) |
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Abra, what would our playground be without you
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I'm glad you enjoy my playfulness Invisible. It makes me happy to know
that. I love to play. |
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And what would life be without the child within us
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So true!
And how beautiful life would be if everyone remained a child forever. |
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It would surely be like dreamland Abra.
And as long as we have dreams, who really cares...... |
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One grown up at a time...
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I don't wanna grow up
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