Yesod Olam-Foundation of the World Texts stream into rivers, like rivers mouth context. The confluence of sources makes these founts run as veins to propagate irrigation into bibliographies . Babblings become rudimentary baboons, only when assayed by the hee haws of internal declension.
Analysis is too anal to insist poetry and encysts meaning into a mean and splendored thing.
Plop, plop, how beautiful, one sarcastically replies with such plugged words into the drop of defeat, a soldier's death march. Endocrine glands must replace indoctrination of artificial boundaries to secrete what issues are raised. The expectorancy of a certain word changes to a variable asphyxiation, but as a necessity to dispel sniffs that investigate with arrogance. For the vestige remains, and only our predecessors canned be disowned by the paradox seamed in their separation. Pushkin, Tolstoy, and Dostoevsky must be thrown from the ship of literature.