In meteorological news, the strange cloud formations continue, new bulbous clots daily, making gentle transitions into new shapes, waiting for examination in the mornings when I exit through the gate. Japanese mushroom cumulus by any definition, they sit up there, setting new tones.
Below us, hot molten syrup churns, self-luminating liquid metal deep beneath the surface of the earth roils to a climax, the vibrating flatulence of a new, muscular planet. The nets of oppression groan as old knots ache to keep the wild mammals in motionless positions. Farewell, Earth One: FARE WELL!
R.I.P to the legendary Roger Moore
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