THE TYPEWRITER PROJECT

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this just in...suit up.i am a flammable papaya .

oh my god ted, is it yestersay alredy?

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son ic is a dog. sonic is a good dog.

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la il a i am a butterfly butt.That awkward moment when you realize that rat feces are on fllek and you

just go die in a hole i am a butterfly BUTTERFLY

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THERE IS SOMETHING SPECIAL IN THE YOUNESS OF YOUTAKE PRIDE IN THE WONDER OF IT ALL

THE ONENESS OF THE MANY ALL THE SAME WE ARE WITH OU

OUR DIFFERENCES. EMBRACE IT AND EACH OTHER. ONE LOVE

IM NOT REEALLY SURR OF HOW TO TYPE ON A TYPEWRITTER. I AM ALSO A VERY BAD SPELLERR

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my name is rebekah. i am from new orleans. i am here in the cityfor 6 weeks. yesterday was the day that same-sex marriage became legal

in all 50 states. my aunts are now able to get married which is awesome.

im not sure what i want to say to the world on here. i have a lot i

want to say. i have a lot i want to sing and s cream into the streets.

i want to sing about love and for love. i want to yell for jesus.

i am from a life of anxiety and fear. but i want to be fearless.

i hope that you are living a life that is worth it. i hope you will not

waste your time here. i hope you find the truth and the love that

comes with it. these are the things i want to say.

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looking out into the park i see a flower that is pink after everythim that happemed, i dont know what to think just stay positive smile and wink

or stay sexy and find a new kink ;))

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If you want to help HUMANITY go to Cluster.com.au and offer your support

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i feel proudi feel happyi feel excited

i feel

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hey there this is MC WHACK helllo there this is mc whack chillin in the park about to get stupid

stupid.im slicin it up dicin it up, slicin and dicin and im all sliced up

mc whack attack and u get a heart attack peace to all gay

straight black white and every color IIs wanzwant to telll you aabout my beautiffl cat Jack beautiful cat Jack. Today I mamade the decision to put Jackto sleep. The hardest decision I have made in my life. Jack was with me for 17 years. Talk about Love. Love and support from all my friends. My Jack was my everything. The unconditional love. He was not just a cat but A larger than life person. He made me so happy. I love you Jack and always will. God bless my big black cat. Mary Ann I want to tell you about my beautiful straight, black and white Jack. A real beau

auty. I love you Jack, but it is too bad I hate you too. Tomorrow is another

day. And tomorrow is another night. I can't wait for you anymore. I can't live

in your fog like a big back jack. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I am now in charge of the assassination. My name is Jack and I am pissed off. because my paws are not made to manipulate such a device especially from I'm theSpirit World where I met my soulmate Pete. the noble Russian Blue , a noble cat who spent his last incarnation taking exquissitely gentle care of the lost and frightened furballs - we now glide over night seas and drink the clouds, we race alonng the spiral corridors of the galaxies and chase the tails flirtatious comets. And from time to time, such as on this enchanted evening in Tompkins Square Park, we walk among you, unnoticed.

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and nice door of a hello

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poem boom crackle ,crack,

the sounds of fire

please peolple but scare animals

sounding likegun shots from miles away

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one day, two kids named deshon and franky were in the park . they were in the sprinkerlers getting wet.by deshong minnifield 1 years old

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by lkuna and deshon minnifield july 4 the best daay of my life deshong minnifield 10 years old

marmmarc

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cause emotions take longer in me than thought...what means... that...

that at the time I realize them, the moment I'm able to give them a name,

my thoughts are alrezady three times /moments ahead, putting into action

what becomes then futuristic to the actual feelings, which then creates a

misbalance of what i think, feel, want to express, and so confusion in me and ruin who is around me. so from outside I must look like a very funny person. and it makes me smile

because it sounds so wonky, and probably now you are thinking that I'm totally

crazy, but...

but...

uuuuuhh... I wish I have had the time ... the time to let my emotions reach my thoughts

or the time to slower my thoughts to make room for my emotions, and give speech,

clear and not confusing... that being said,

sad (I'm)

do I really need to tell?

Will you read this?

Will you know that it was me? I wish I could,

someday,

some time,

in the future,

have the chance to reveal the truth, to let the curtain fall, to give a

second spectacle , getting off the stage and showing the actor , not the

personage, behaving bassed on trust not on fear othewrise

other's wise

... only syllables in space...

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Concrete cracks In time

Lets the Flower

Bloom divine

- Lucas Dallavalle

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When the heart speaks, the mind dares not to intrude.

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when we speak to each other listen to the sound of your voice at first it might be difficult and you think you might be going insane

but i promise you you wont

in several weeks youll come to love the sound of your voice

once you achieve that and only then ask yourself

"why am i saying this?"

and simultaneously observe your mind without blame or praise

or acceptance and rejection

once you achieved that there is one more thing

now listen to thei qieut voice of your consciousness

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empty your mind of all desire for power glory fame wealth status and prestige and your heart and mind will become filled with energy

to fill your true interests and true nature

when you become aware of what your saying is out of envy and jealously

and competition - thats what hate is

die to it and love and kindess will come into your heart and mind

you may ask "how to i die to it?"

and the only answer is just die to it

there is no other answer

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i am a burrito itty bitty kitty commiteehey there.

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TACOS, Macos, Racos, nacos facos yacos rickys @ 2 toooooooooth paste jeter james

( colombian name said ha ) neymar fal

hellow my namee is jaadfgjgldjsdfdd

dad of tacocat

tacocat is tacocat can you even deal foward guidance at the zero lower bound. The end.