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deviant conveniences (Free verse) by J.B. Manning

We had unprotected sex Knowing you’re infected Your cum-fungus blistered my flesh On contact Memories of you resonate in my mind Like water on windows Certainty fades like Daylight and looking back is easy…fore-site blinding Love is addictive and I’m broken I want to Tie your pubic hair in knots and hang you on your contemplation Every time You say goodbye.

richa 3-May-04/3:43 AM
You are making an argument about the development of a model of the soul because of the people involved in its development.

Many believers in the soul may do as you say. However the roles could be reversed. The vagueists could be interested in atoms and hold atoms as fixed and unmovable. And the scientists could be building a model of the soul which may be thrown away.

Would you then hold that investigations into the soul are valid and investigations into atoms are buncombe?




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