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Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) Showdown in the Castillo del Morro: Sex and La Petite Mort: In the Age of Consenting Adults “Why can’t I get just one fuck? Why can’t I get just one fuck? I guess it’s got something to do with luck
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Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey: My Last Night in Havana* March 15 2022, Middle of the Atlantic Longitude 15°31’47.9″N X Latitude 40°21’14.2″W2 The Ides of March/The Devils You Deal With “On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.” -Tyler Durden The stupidest thing he could
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Isaiah Jones versus the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) Notes from the Diary of Ms. Jane Porter: The True-Life Confessions of a Wayward Heiress. Concerning Tarzan the Ape-Man: The Original Monkey Whisperer [A White Woman’s Burden: A shallow dive into the murky waters surrounding the Colonialist/Capitalist/Racist Iceberg of White Liberal Guilt, White Frailty, and
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Isaiah Jones vs the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) Showdown in the Castillo del Morro: Sex and La Petite Mort: In the Age of Consenting Adults pt 1 of 2 “Why can’t I get just one fuck? Why can’t I get just one fuck? I guess it’s got something to do with luck But I
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Isaiah Jones versus the Sea (A 21st Century Odyssey) ‘Epilogue American Woman: Raw* “When You Grow Up, If You Still Feel Raw About It, I’ll Be Waiting.” -(Bleep Bleep) Epilogue American Woman: Raw The name on the mailbox read The Spears family of the City of Pasadena’ a google search listed a 56-year-old Pricilla and
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Walking up Goliad listening to the morning song of the old trees, the irises are flying their colors beneath the soft parade of periwinkle clouds being pushed over the rooftops of the gentries three story condominiums just out of reach of the straining finger tips of the oldest trees the streets almost crowded for a
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Tell Me I am… “I know it’s pretty. But, I didn’t take it out just to get some air” -Requiem for a Dream Beautiful. How long have we starred over the edge of the abysmal end, two disembodied ego eating eyes mesmerized forgoing everything we know of nothing? We have secret carrion cravings and bestial
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Turing Test a Haiku Failed the Turing test today. I do not know how I feel about it.
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If You Smell Something Stankin’… If You Smell Something Stankin’… it’s me I’m the shit to the devil with your politically correct false modesty noble savage hand writing my woman’s writing her novel on the computer I can’t write on the cursed machine I don’t trust the binary code of machine language I want more
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