well, i still think i about Christianity and where and how it spread under the governance of Rome, but Rome never came to contact with the Slavs and the Baltic sea so... even now... the way it CAN be persistent, in this mingling of Roman antics of how familial bonds can be unorthodox and there's no blood lineage like there's Abraham and how Solomon is the definitive son of David... well... truly... it's all about the congregation of humanity and the spoils of: no war happened... we can be uncles and nieces and grandfathers all the same... as long as there's a guiding principle that doesn't focus on the melody of images... imagine the desecration of the Necropolis, in that... this guy had a hard life... but died a death in his sleep... yet they persisted... to mark his grave with a cross... even i... i... "i"... i? i?! he would be *******!

for the sake of recollection
and at least this is the one exam i can't really over-study for...
because... learning to walk doesn't count!
doesn't count!
gurgle choke laugh giggle
ha ha ooh smooth like Swiss cheese...
now i will try to impress you
with something like coding dictum
via ">" and ","
but not it's not a question of
"question")?_
(?) important?! no no... Wilhelm the Dying Foe
the actor... in the labyrinth of that film
that almost teased at Ingrid Bergman because
it was all black and white....
and snow was once
and the ice age was once
but then Climate Change was like
the End of the Ice Age
and....
o.k. o.k.

learn to walk is out
of the schematic...
first imprints

learn to ride a bicycle <
   learn to swim <          
now i call that finding the center
and no Newton... or something...
but it's sort of making your body aligned
to the fall and then unable to fall:
if the story of fallen angels was told
through the prism aquatic and Poseidon
i wish Yahweh had brothers
like that...
but even with Jesus Christ
and globalization that's near impossible:
sheer! the goats don't need their beards
and the sheep don't need
something akin to a tornado of a rodeo
and the bulls come bullfighting nonetheless
because there's so much blood
and no...

so...

learn to ride a bicycle < learn to swim <
what did i learn next...
oh ****! that's it!
learn to ride a bicycle < learn to swim <
learn to ride a horse < first encounter a woman <
have *** with a woman...
feminism hoo ah!
learn the bicycle spaghetti learn
the slurp and slow return
learn to swim is as much a learning
of accept the fates of the seas and tides
and learn: to not drown...
learn how to ride a horse...
learn how to joke at Alsatian shepherd dogs
tricking them: oi! swish! catch'ch'ch:
police nearby... the Alsatian: huh? idiot...
but after learning how to ride a horse:
comes a long wait...
< have *** with a woman...

can't help you matey... mate...
that's difficult... **** a woman and if any woman
in question is near: a coconut
i guess: retreat... learn of the existence of god
retreat become a hermit a recluse
write poetry and read Finnegans Wake or
something like fundamental like Proust
but
oh wow... you meet a woman
and then she's like: *******! *******! learn
to drive! you need to drive my daughter
from X to Z... and Y would i...
the car comes last

then again:
learning to drive a bicycle is like learning
to swim: the gravity impetus...
horses are exclusive so no comparison
first earn the trust and the allowance
of dogs being stupid
but then comes having *** with a woman
and driving a car...
Essex boy says
i only had 4h of driving lessons
and i'm already geared up for
speeds up to 100kmh
and how much of how driving a car
is a CLUTCH and how much of ***
with a woman is not *******
and what is the CLUTCH in a WOMAN
because a woman is not:
riding a bicycle
swimming
riding a horse
is very much the polymath aspect of
a snorkel science giggle with an octopus
i... oh jeez.. too many personal jokes
the bicycle < swimming < horse < woman < car...
i can only see it like that...
why would i want the woman to come last?
there needs to be something that implores
me to not allow woman a status
for me to be complete
a functional "being"...
to **** with ******* women proper...
by the end of the roulette i still want
all the remaining secrets of society...
and that's invoked, proper, with driving a car...
not ******* spelling words proper...
in English: within the confines of "orthography"
that Jackell and Dickens cared so much for
for about
orthography without any diacritical stresses on
letters!
******* English at least in Poland
i can look at the English
like i don't give a **** about never will
in Hawaii because that's just Polynesia
and blah...