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$$$$$$$$$$$ hogz of entropy #184
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$$$$$P $$$$ $$$$ moo, oink, up your butt.
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>> "My Stupid h0e" <<
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by -> Plexus
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(The Sandley Family Special -- Part 2!)
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i'm sitting here, with a huge headache from hours of staring at my
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computer screen researching a person who lived 400 years ago, sipping
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"super ceylon tea". the word "ceylon" reminds me of others such as "halcyon"
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and "cerulean". It's a pity that our entire language isn't comprised of such
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nice words. everything would flow more, and maybe we wouldn't live in a
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world that is being replaced with blacktop, buildings, and factories. How
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nice it would be if everything was as it was before people started changing
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it all. looking out in my yard, i see a grove of oak trees. past that, a
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field barren with winter. although i'd rather see that land as a field than
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a subdivision, it makes me sad to think that the fields were once forests.
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sigh. people are always taking away from nature and adding their own things.
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so little flow. people hurry hurry hurry to make themselves happier and
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things more convenient, while they would be much happier if they just sat
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still and stopped worrying about things. I don't know what it is about me,
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but i would be perfectly content to spend my days sitting by a river on a
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grassy bank in the shade of an oak tree, watching the clouds and listening
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to the birds and everything else. Is it impossible, though? of course not...
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but for the rest of the world?
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unless something drastic happens, yeah. i just want peace,
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tranquility, and halcyon days. days without worry and days without hurry.
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people think they own the world, that something gave them the right to
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disregard it as they go about playing with their manmade things,
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disregarding it so completely that they don't realize that they're
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destroying it.
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note: i wouldn't have this printed anywhere but h0e, and resisted all
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urges to edit or refine it, though it now sounds immature and sappy. oh
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well. maybe *now* you'll get off my back about writing for hoe, eh? :)
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* (c) HoE publications. HoE #184 -- written by Plexus -- 1/13/98 *
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