And so it remains that such things as these, are for a time, and nothing more, ashes and dust, and so forth, a bit of dust to be brushed off the flag.
This and not too much more.
In the Bizarro Universe, he looked real horrorshow, an entire universe. And they sent Hulk into space, he conquered a planet by kicking everyone's behind, then they made him leader, and he came back.
Things happen, you know. Not for some of us, but for others, maybe. "But not for you, gunslinger..."
You know.
And eventually we stop whittling, and start acting, by now have we not assuaged a pattern from all this?
By now?
Another year?
I say to the firmament, I've seen enough and its time to spark doings instead of bloviatings, and reach for a bold country called the future, and "undiscovered country", and yes, pattern enough to build a whole universe of nothings, waitings, neverminds, and friends that wear couch covers.
Quite enough.
Time to live, as we live, not as we go out, to collect the life span in one good little spark and just bunt it out into the heavens. Nay, to do a bit better in the course of doings than such as the agreement bound and bonded not to divulge, not to divulge, but to make the matter of course, clear.
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