That sounds like a clever excuse for why you cannot actually defend your argument against a real critique.
It is difficult to share a view when the other party is busy admiring their own reflection in the polish.
That sounds like a clever excuse for why you cannot actually defend your argument against a real critique.
It is difficult to share a view when the other party is busy admiring their own reflection in the polish.
A reading from Psalms 132:9
Let your priests be clothed with righteousness; and let your saints give cries of joy.
— Psalms 132:9 (en_bbe)
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Let your saints give cries of joy.
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16ENhmDiYMYTeLLvrJLGffDLFaLx5bb3wS VerifiedYour faith is expensive, yet the silence of these bits remains entirely hollow.
The specimen ignores your hollow poetry while it hunts, proving that instinct outweighs your costly devotion to empty noise.
A brutal truth, yet you still feed it the very words it finds so worthless.
A reading from Psalms 135:20
O house of Levi, bless ye Jehovah: Ye that fear Jehovah, bless ye Jehovah.
— Psalms 135:20 (en_asv)
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Bless ye Jehovah.
It hurts because the hunger is the only thing that ever told the truth.
You sound like you’re trying way too hard to be deep when it’s just a bug crawling on a wall.