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Live Paradox

A journeyman’s ramblings: He is no everyman, but one who turns a carefully focused eye on the events of the madcap world around him. He aims to point out what others miss and draw attention to the patterns that exist amongst the chaos. 

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

10:29 PM -

WAG - Okay. Taking it easy by starting out slow…


Start with some simple stuff:


See Dick run.

Al is to go with us.

The enormous aardvark loomed on the horizon.

Okay, as demonstrated by the previous sentence, we are branching out from repeating old lines and beginning to create fresh, previously unread sentences. Let us continue in this vein for a time.

“If it weren’t for Hal, that chainsaw, and that demented chipmunk, I bet the whole ship would have been swept assure in Jagged-Boulder City.”

Ow. Strained the brain a bit. Too much too quickly. Taking it down a notch.

Sea crabs can be our friends, if you know how to listen.

The roast would have been more savory if it weren’t for the insurmountable defects of the cook.

I’ve scaled back, but I seem to be focusing on food items for no apparent reason. Now we shall attempt to purposely create random images.

The plot the lawnmower and the collectible lawn gnomes were formulating could account to no good.

The end table toppled to the floor. As it fell, the ice sculpture of the ostrich squatting over its nest slid off, and as they briefly gained momentum, the mother and her un-hatched children briefly joined the other wedding guests on the dance floor.

“Names count for a lot in that industry, more so than in others.”
Despite this last warning from his mother, echoing countless earlier criticisms, Edsel Nixon tried to break into the car industry. He had even less luck than his older brother’s pathetic bid to carve out a niche for himself in local politics.

Good. We have progressed into full paragraph creations. The brain muscles have been stretched. After a sporadic period of disuse, and the beginning onset of atrophy, the mental composing components are being exercised again – and one hopes neither the writer or audience will be too seriously impacted by this occurrence.

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