Unified Field Theory
When connecting the dots, can over reach.
The neglected communication skills seem left at the curb,
thumbing a ride.
Co dependent on the kindness of strangers,
the text's motivation spans --
an average buddy travel comedy or a mediocre horror survival tragedy.
No zombies or bimbos until St Patrick's Day.
Ski mask optional.
When waxing small, become abstracted by the color flavors of the sub atomic electron shells.
Still tripping over dots. F-ing electrons under foot are motley day glow citrus ...
Blargh may be the connector of these spaces between the dots.
Our quantum mechanical super conductor into the realm of spin and qualifiable strangeness.
This thread conceptualizes an essence of dualities.
Who's dueling and who's drooling?
Consider we thrive and scintillate on the associations that the readers carry to this convention.
We ping at different frequencies at diverse spectrums of the inter web universe.
We reward that intellectual and emotional baggage you project on our words, and the counter riffs you share -- ever day in every way.
We exist or don't exist in some similar dimensions of this universal inter web.
Theory of time and space, and qwerks and quarks, - who's on first - what's on second -
whose cat is in the box, and whose hat is on the cat.
Possible epiphany of dualities.
Old kid's rhyme that I associate with this writing of Blargh:
The other day I climbed a stair
and met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish that man would go away.
Do not recite this while alone in the dark, climbing a darkened stairway, no mater the moon's phase.
Spooky, neither here nor there and still real enough to raise the hair on the back of your neck.
Blargh's meanings are there and not there.
Think you have the measure and the hands on has changed the playing field.
Alice chased the White Rabbit through the looking glass and across the known and unknown Wonderland.
DAC gets to follow the wit and wisdom of Blargh into a perfect '50's future,
while dodging the astrological shadows of fly by 4too space junk.
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