A ruined brain put on breasts and fed by sleepwalkers....
After many many hours of listening and trying to force my imagination to come up with something, I have. I believe that he might be saying lasagna. It's obvious that he is hungry. Would someone just please give him some lasagna?
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"Is all well?"
This line is meant to question a person who appears in a saddened state of mind. If that person did not appear unwell, the question would be unnecessary.
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Everything is nothing. Despite the learning, the beliefs, the emotions that we experience ... in our lifetimes we'll never know what lies beyond, what lies behind. We may have "faith" or "belief" that we do know the answers to these questions ... but nothing, in the end, is all anyone ever knows in this life.
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The subconsious process of memory, not really remembering as such, but the feeling you get when your brain is tracing a path to an encoded nural connection without your having asked. Not a conscious searching for a memory for remembrance sake. It's about the the nuralogical synapsis in action under the suface when you've got a good groove staring out a window coming home after a beautiful weekend with friends, or driving home under speed benieth a blue sky having just been laid, or something to that effect...maybe just staring content into a fire or a grassy lawn, and so your mind is contented and set and is maping out new memories, or retracing through old ones just keeping in pratice.
♀
"Is all well?"
This line is meant to question a person who appears in a saddened state of mind. If that person did not appear unwell, the question would be unnecessary.
▀
Everything is nothing. Despite the learning, the beliefs, the emotions that we experience ... in our lifetimes we'll never know what lies beyond, what lies behind. We may have "faith" or "belief" that we do know the answers to these questions ... but nothing, in the end, is all anyone ever knows in this life.
♂
The subconsious process of memory, not really remembering as such, but the feeling you get when your brain is tracing a path to an encoded nural connection without your having asked. Not a conscious searching for a memory for remembrance sake. It's about the the nuralogical synapsis in action under the suface when you've got a good groove staring out a window coming home after a beautiful weekend with friends, or driving home under speed benieth a blue sky having just been laid, or something to that effect...maybe just staring content into a fire or a grassy lawn, and so your mind is contented and set and is maping out new memories, or retracing through old ones just keeping in pratice.