It happened One Fine Day.as I went on my merry way down some street or other, I realized what had just happened...I saw The Future Man, not the future, man, nor did I see "The Future", man. but The Future Man, who, in his own way seems kinda blurry cuz he has this whole thing where he lives about 5 minutes or so away from your own present time, which makes the conversations kinda confusing, BUT, in that day, on the divine street of amusing assemblies I just barely caught up with him, in which case, he made it plain that at some point soon the great symbiosis of dancing angels would consort upon the trees and sunny leaves that cast about for various reasons on such whims...you know the kind of whims that take a great deal to get others involved with?....anyway... those kinda legacies in which The Future Man, intensely advocates among the peachy mirrors that barely catch his caustic certainties, the ones he will describe given the time...and what I only wanted from that Planck was definite involvement, you know?
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