When the lonely inventor finally tried his perfect pleasure contraption, there were drops of tears at the end of it he found.
All the care and concentration and carving that went into his construction, that he loved his machine.
But the non-living by definition can not love back like the living.
He had been open like a fool before about pleasure.
Not about love and the living of course.
There is no thing
to invent there.
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Toulouse
8th Oct '12
All the care and concentration and carving that went into his construction, that he loved his machine.
But the non-living by definition can not love back like the living.
He had been open like a fool before about pleasure.
Not about love and the living of course.
There is no thing
to invent there.
--------------
Toulouse
8th Oct '12
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