This is soooooooooooo nonsensical.
You should repost your goal again once you are -no longer- high. o_O

Oh yeah! No worries "Here" it is: Consulted by an oracle of nonsense I open my first sermon with these words, “A circle joins the path, and an intention is born.” I give a message of careless poetry to the world.

Having reflected upon the condition of Man, Art, and Reality, the nature of why many express themselves has become more lucid, crystalline, obvious. I name you pope, “Jesus” of the moment, the frog-licker of cynicism.

And now the hour has arrived: another message oracled out of the “realms”:

"The practice denies nothing in fruition."

Now, I, JeanX, raped mongrel, and “URINE”-covered lamb give you the real sermon:

Exoteric conjecture (I) you are the sermon , you are the dialogue, you are the freedom, you are the truth , you were the falsity! Now, you are the paradigm for “no-paradigm”, the hinge upon which your two halves meet. One half being your judgment, the “you,” the “I,” the construct pushed into reluctance and dualistic skepticism. The other half Wallowing in sinlessness and childocity. Listen to the Word of a moment’s “Lamb,”
I am your haiku, your absolutely arrogant alliteration! Embrace me as you embrace all your constructs, lost in your sea of opinions grabing on to the rocks of rational dialecticsim while I throw buoyant fecal matter your way!

I am JeanX , existential interloper, the radiating beacon of freedom!

WATCH ME

JOIN ME

…ME

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Regards,
JéanX
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Woooooowwww.
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Hmmm not what you wanted? Try this:
Consulted by an oracle of nonsense I open my first sermon with these words, “A circle joins the path, and an intention is born.” I give a message of careless poetry to the world.

Having reflected upon the condition of Man, Art, and Reality, the nature of why many express themselves has become more lucid, crystalline, obvious. I name you pope, “Jesus” of the moment, the frog-licker of cynicism.

And now the hour has arrived: another message oracled out of the “realms”:

"The practice denies nothing in fruition."

Now, I, JeanX, raped mongrel, and “URINE”-covered lamb give you the real sermon:

Exoteric conjecture (I) you are the sermon , you are the dialogue, you are the freedom, you are the truth , you were the falsity! Now, you are the paradigm for “no-paradigm”, the hinge upon which your two halves meet. One half being your judgment, the “you,” the “I,” the construct pushed into reluctance and dualistic skepticism. The other half Wallowing in sinlessness and childocity. Listen to the Word of a moment’s “Lamb,”
I am your haiku, your absolutely arrogant alliteration! Embrace me as you embrace all your constructs, lost in your sea of opinions grabing on to the rocks of rational dialecticsim while I throw buoyant fecal matter your way!

I am JeanX , existential interloper, the radiating beacon of freedom!

WATCH ME

JOIN ME

…ME

--
Regards,
JéanX
}X{

You make no sense! D:
God, IT'S KILLING ME.
tellmewhatyoumean,younonsensicalFEIND.
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lol

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"Feind" indeed. HARK potential Monkey: find "sense!" in the world around you. I cannot tell you what a moment's lamb may only hint at. Free yourself. Laugh. Wallow in sinlessness. "God" cares not if you die in your world of 1,000 constructs. Quoth the Oracle: "JeanX is a construct finding solace in a laughing ember."

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Regards,
JéanX
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Lo, for loling about will not gift you the wine of Eris, let alone the urine of a moments lamb!

Join Me!

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Regards,
JéanX
}X{

I admire your conviction, and your unique use of words.

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"Why don't we just team up with the terrorists to defeat Iraq?"

A thanks is gifted.

HARK friend: a self proclaimed "wise ass" is always needed. Join us. your company would be hailed as "Great." Join the movement & dialog. Abandon your world of 10,000 constructs! Laugh!

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Regards,
JéanX
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