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Following be the minutes of the madness:
Paradoxes
What my wanton mind wanks off to, delighted by self-referencing ideas, contradictions, and ironies, self-falsifying constructs, and notions that destroy themselves. They would be a reflection of my mind into an overdrive or just braking every thought and then. A paradoxical perversion can also be laid out, depending on the bend, angle and the line of the river, where it tides into the bank. No money for guessing, that it is a thought trail, and nothing more, no gems to be dug up.
Poetry
Surely not a connoisseur, nor the light bearer of the delightful crowd of noteworthy poets in here, but just an outbreak of my thundering gray matter, which needs to be put down, and which place better than this one? Alongwith my paradoxical perversions, I would pull out my random poetry and jam it up like no 'morrow.
Pandemonium
I am a child of chaos, and my mind cuddles up with the disorderly every now and then, and curls up like a ball, that ricochets off my brain in such ways, feebly known and yet ignored. What goes in here would be articles of note, essays, pondering but with a flavor of erotica or a hint of maturity, a touch of life or just a bowl of madness.
I sure have now no idea what is this thread for. Except that, if it lives on, I will drop whatever drips off my mind, in all of my states, in here.
PS: - The most important business of the hour is to mention that in the end it is just a soup-plate for me put my bread crumbs by the side and drink a potion and puke it out. On how much I get my bum up to type all of what dawns on me, this would progress or just whittle off.
Joke: But feel free to run over my darling thread with your visiting responses, queries and like the freaky FAQ, if you will, to destroy this thread. So that I can create another one again. Oh how I already hate this thread.
PS: - The most important business of the hour is to mention that in the end it is just a soup-plate for me put my bread crumbs by the side and drink a potion and puke it out. On how much I get my bum up to type all of what dawns on me, this would progress or just whittle off.
Joke: But feel free to run over my darling thread with your visiting responses, queries and like the freaky FAQ, if you will, to destroy this thread. So that I can create another one again. Oh how I already hate this thread.
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