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Post by Robin B. Lipinski on Mar 18, 2012 14:26:12 GMT -5
A baby screams showing the world the same, name not blinded by gender, color, space.
Why then do we hide behind what the rest of the world sees?
Still a baby in mind, winds of thought squalling, is it in vain?
Put your X on the dotted line, tell us now, your name.
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Post by Robin B. Lipinski on Mar 20, 2012 18:17:58 GMT -5
I'll take that challenge, Robin is a name, a bird in the sky, a girl, a guy, street slang for stealing, or robbing, for me, my name.
What, that name is taken? I see. I'll just pick another from another life, Mmmm, Jane?
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Post by Robin B. Lipinski on Mar 27, 2012 13:26:51 GMT -5
You want a name in a name meaning something from a game, life distorted, a mess of perfection randomly showing an epoch.
Dinosaurs had names after-the-fact, Bessy the cow the same, one is oil, one is delicious, humans running things now.
Run and hide now children, there is nothing to see, just leave your mark for the next species to see, one coming from the stars, very, very, different than Robin or Jane.
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Post by Robin B. Lipinski on Apr 4, 2012 11:41:24 GMT -5
foolish human... "fooling whom?" yes, that is who you are.
"who we are? do you really know who we are?"
a Creator baking pie rising yeast boiling with potential evolving with conditions creating the ingredients adjusting the oven waiting for the feast.
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Post by Robin B. Lipinski on Apr 17, 2012 14:00:40 GMT -5
you got a screw loose vibrating mass of goo oozing smoozing cruising through your conviction trying to prove...
"Oh yeah? Well let me tell you what..."
See? There you go again.
Nameless nemesis noting nothing of importance, random babble of existence pretending portraying with words your real worth.
"I, I, I, will beat you, you foolish, foolish...What the hell are you?"
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Post by Robin B. Lipinski on Apr 27, 2012 12:44:17 GMT -5
nemesis demon remaining nameless, foundering mind full walking the path of stalking, winding, twisting, vision of mind...
"Wait, a split, one becomes two becomes four becomes eight..."
Now you're getting it straight, line uninterrupted, circle complete, a new me.
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