GarrotTheThief
The Green Jolly Robin H.
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There are gods, and there are demons. There are angels among us.
Fine wine must be drunk slowly - a warning to those who read too fast.
First there was the nothing. It was infinitely small. It was the size of of a particle divided by fifty billion lightyears. It was so small that it held the universe together since it could not be caught on Gan's net.
Gan was a spider. He came and went as he please but he was a demon and not a god.
The first god was the god of tears. The second god was the god of chains. Then came a crack in the black obisidian rock and from it poured the light. Second was made love. Love was the waist of evil but soon it grew like a cancer and killed evil. There was only light and everything burned to a crisp but there was no evil.
But the love and the light were not one. Of the love there were as many gods and goddesses as there are particles in an elephant. And of the light there were fifty billion more.
But all served one god. That was the god of tears.
Aliens tried not to cry. Bacteria tried not to cry. Even nebulas as non-living brain matter cannot escape sadness. All things suffer. Even the inert. The god of tears rains as king.
He has been written as yellow but he is blue and ochre and every colore except for gold and silver. He is not the greatest god, but he is the first, and all serve him.
Now it came to me that a tautology is a fallacy because there is such a thing as a tautology so a tautology is not a tautology because it is a tautology.
IT's hard to explain really but one example is an entender, a tautology always has two meanings, even when we are being strictly lower logical.
In this way Gan weaves his net. To the onlooker it is a random sloth of puss or porn (depending on your desires and distastes) but to the trained eye it is the core of a fusion.
Preponderance of the small.
To raise the shen.
The image: A boy is running across the street and a stranger pulls his hand back before the boy is hit by the car.
Image 2: A small girl is on a Ferris wheel. The wheel gets stuck as a shooting star moves across the sky.
Fine wine must be drunk slowly - a warning to those who read too fast.
First there was the nothing. It was infinitely small. It was the size of of a particle divided by fifty billion lightyears. It was so small that it held the universe together since it could not be caught on Gan's net.
Gan was a spider. He came and went as he please but he was a demon and not a god.
The first god was the god of tears. The second god was the god of chains. Then came a crack in the black obisidian rock and from it poured the light. Second was made love. Love was the waist of evil but soon it grew like a cancer and killed evil. There was only light and everything burned to a crisp but there was no evil.
But the love and the light were not one. Of the love there were as many gods and goddesses as there are particles in an elephant. And of the light there were fifty billion more.
But all served one god. That was the god of tears.
Aliens tried not to cry. Bacteria tried not to cry. Even nebulas as non-living brain matter cannot escape sadness. All things suffer. Even the inert. The god of tears rains as king.
He has been written as yellow but he is blue and ochre and every colore except for gold and silver. He is not the greatest god, but he is the first, and all serve him.
Now it came to me that a tautology is a fallacy because there is such a thing as a tautology so a tautology is not a tautology because it is a tautology.
IT's hard to explain really but one example is an entender, a tautology always has two meanings, even when we are being strictly lower logical.
In this way Gan weaves his net. To the onlooker it is a random sloth of puss or porn (depending on your desires and distastes) but to the trained eye it is the core of a fusion.
Preponderance of the small.
To raise the shen.
The image: A boy is running across the street and a stranger pulls his hand back before the boy is hit by the car.
Image 2: A small girl is on a Ferris wheel. The wheel gets stuck as a shooting star moves across the sky.