World Without End or Existence Without End

 

              When I was assigned to be growing up, the crowds around me which I acknowledged and thought I understood their wordings told me that ‘WE’ should care and be proud about ‘Our World Without End.’  But, the water that I drink contains cells like the liquid, which seems to a lot of us what water is, in our veins and spooting out our noses, which some of us think are living beings, being beings themselves and parts of our beings.  Magnetism and Gravity pull and push, like wind and hands, many together pieces around us.  I do not know.  I know many people who claim they do not know.  And many more that claim they know everything.   I don’t know, but I think that many of us are existing.  We may have cells within us.  We may be parts of cells around us.  Iron Rocks pulling and pushing with magnetism may be other existing people, like and not like us.  So much kept and keeps happening when they growed around us.  Oriental People lived around us.  Asian and African and Island people lived around.   Growing up, my family proclaimed ‘We are White and We are Our Own Group!’ But Black People lived and still live with us.  Turtles lived around us too.  Monkeys lived around us some where. Dogs lived around us a lot. Rocks and ferrous and silicon rocks may pull and push and notice each other and us.

              I hope you noticed that That Jelly Role Gun Shot made those Die Near You.  Bing, Bang, Boot, Brute!  Are you just going to ask  me, “How can I Sea a Gravity Mind if Icons are streaming in the Aurora?  Steam Me, Few You, Little Deny Lions are Magneting in the wind.  Wind up my mind because my life wound up wounded by a mine, and I wish that mine was not mine.”

              In what I call life there are three neutrons that allow my chronic gravitational flows to prism into the entrance to my second past.  There is a nest of magnetism housing me for thirty centuries.  I keep echoing the protons washing through our city’s streets.

              I just took a walk to downtown in order to build the muscles up in my legs and to strengthen my heart.  I took a long time.  If I went too fast my muscles would hurt like an attack.  I did not stop and sit on the way.  I looked at the streets and, on the sidewalks, and into the various grasses that I passed by or had to walk on.  Downtown is sometimes down tongue when time runs backwards or in cycles which causes circles around buy circles.

              Boy, those Kaon Mesons are unpredictable subatomic particles—specifically certain mesons— those composed of a strange quark and an up or down antiquark.  Don’t give me a vice versa with your voice sounding your verses. They carry a "strangeness" quantum number, are essential for studying CP violation in particle physics, and have a positive, negative, or neutral charge.

              I know that Kaons are vital in developing likable  quark models.  A model here, a moldy there, here those quarks are fundamental constituents of master matters, specifically on elementary subatomic particles that combine with anti-matter to form co-opposite particles called hating hadrons, sucking up our protons and neutrons.

              You, me, and it have Mothers, Fathers, Sisters, and Bothers, I mean Brothers, and they are Mean Brothers that are cells in a family which is a being.  A neighbor with their neighbor with their neighboring neighbor are parts of a neighborhood which is a being.  A neighborhood with the surrounding neighborhoods make up a city which makes it into a being.  Cities make Being States which make Being Countries with Maked Being  Continents which make a Being World.  Look out there.  There is a moon.  There is Mars.  There is our sun.  Our solar system is a being.  Solar Systems make Astral Beings which make and not break Being Universes.

              It’s not just our universe.  It is also Verses versus Universes into are all viruses.  And that made He said that, she says, that they says, because we shed.

              Try to understand that Infinite, is in finite, with all those other infants who keep net drinking tea, in a fine night tease, causing  that famous Interglobal Instant Taunting Aunty Anti Taunty.  Tight fright from the bite mite.

              Haven’t you ever noticed that in savage owls, their peep holes keep them hooting free.  “Shoot me!  Boot that!  You’re not free!”  But you just call me a freak.  That brings to my mind, ‘Watts son are you?’  Of course, instead of replying, you ask me, ‘When will you pay me what you Ohm me?’  My life is a lie with my grades from school.  Ick!

              You could be would be ‘wound me cool bee fool free.’

              An aging comet flew around my moon mission boat for thirty-two glances what my gland says through my mouth’s lens.  I fell toward that ear filled towel.  Clear the field of all snakes that slither through auras that my related sun bursts out.  Stars Freight, Stars Ate, the fist Stars that are Late Tonight.  I swish in May, Eyes fish that bites, the wrist Stars that blast my flight.  Fell into felt stilts like pennies in my wealth.  Pine your pennies away.

              You’ve got to learn that different religions might be different entities, or they may be different technicals or testings of the surrounding feelings or reactions of our grouped entity.  The lights yellow, green, ultra-violet, and blue is a nearby neighbor to high-pitched sounds around gravitational sodium crystal cells.

              I got through all this because my brother hates me like iron hates oxygenated cells in our platinum tuberculated bloodstream.  That bloodstream is an anti-accentuates attic driving route with many rusts through the throat organs of non intelligible space.

              How can we think we know existence and reality unless we realize that plants are living things too!  Crops and leaves in forests react to each other. A lot of plants are planets.  And planets are friends and enemies and cells within veins of each other.  Look at that forest’s stream.  Look at the algae and ferns and fish and you.  One stream helps the other.  One stream takes water away  from the other.  Several stream grow a pond.  That pond has eyes.  Does Mildew Fill More?  Or Will Willard Fool More? 

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