They are checking us. The tribal guards are checking naked aboriginals. Because somebody is occulting gems or blood stains. The only thing they are after is a sand lid that is lost in and made from our viscous earth I call it viscous because otherwise why might its descendant be so viscous and... vague. After the chef has inspected his soup but still there are customer complaints but they are for another reason. And so the gourmets willl wonder whether they should cut the stars they've given into halves. But some people don't need to eat. Some people don't care. Can you see all that the earth is demanding is some excellent surgeons? Their sharp tools being spears stretched out from pouring blood shed both inside and outside of the body. Like knights or revolutionaries they would point their weapon at their imaginative foes and scream: Look how they differentiate creatures! And by their indifferent differentiation make them into the simplest unreal beings!
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