Mad_Larkin said:

"Mathematics is the language of Nature." - Big L

]Thrust thyself into a verdant mound full of writhing furry critters, push through the membranes of time trailing lines of phylogenetic stitching; penetrate all: Sperm whale & Orca, lizard & leech, Pan troglodytes & Homo sap, cat & dog and Toxoplasma gondii. The climax you shall know to be a cleansing flood, a revitalizing fire, a preserving frost and a propagating seed.[ 

]A green-grey beam splits the void, glittering, hyperreal in its brilliance; an edgewise razor bisecting the meaningless abysses of space and time. Immense Hadean baubles smoulder languidly in the corpse dust of exploded suns, birthing gravity hunched arachnids with insatiable appetites. Proud dynasties of nonagon-breasted lizard maidens and hairless monkeys with terminal priapism attain brief ascendency over backwater sectors and then fade to nothing. Bleached bones and dessicated insect husks rattle across star scorched, wind ravaged deserts. Black hulks dive into suns... The climax is the creeping void, a slow seeping of thermal energies into utmost seclusion and impotence.[

“The highest possible stage in moral culture is when we recognize that we ought to control our thoughts.” - Fatty Arbuckle

]Lay all of the peoples of the world side by side and roll them up in the manner of a bamboo mat. You now have a viscera lubed pandemic dildo. Judicious should be the use of such power.[

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