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5 April 2011

Like many people, I have from time to time considered the possibility of creating a new religion. I’ve kicked around ideas of monotheism, polytheism, pantheism, you name it. Unlike many of the latest religion starters, however, I’m not much of an egotist… my basic thinking is, no way would I join a religion with me at or near the center. And that’s where I’ve stalled out, a central person or object of veneration.It’s come to me in recent months that this pencil, the Twist-Erase 9mm, is a potential candidate for godhead. It has a number of things to recommend it:1. the best eraser technology mounted on any pencil ever. It twists, it erases. Period, no ifs ands or buts.2. it is wonderfully comfortable to write with, with a cushion for the fingers that has a perfect balance of squishiness, diameter, and traction.3. it is homely compared to many mechanical pencils, which seemed more designed for looks. The outward ugliness gives the whole enterprise an uncanny counterintuitiveness that

Lol I havent written in a while and I wanted to know what you guys think =)
Just a little poem I was inspired to write last night. I havent written since my dog died so Im really happy I got to write last night lol. I wanna know what you guys think =) thanks.”SCIENTIFIC METHOD”My empirical question is why do I exist?As I threw out promising answers that all ended with a twistI sit on my desk and scratch at my headIgnoring the tempting beckoning of my bedI propose my hypotheses for my observationsBut none of these results had good, strong foundationsThen an educated guess gave me a bit of hopeAs Twist desk all my theorys went an uphill slopeNow my graph ain’t so bad and my pie chart reignsAnd everything else became too easy to obtainSo I decide to test my promising theoryTo end all at once this curiousity and wearyControlled variable: Is your whole being and soulAnd I the manipulative variable who’s heart you stoleUsing control in this experiment is out of the questionFor it is to I, myself, would be inflicting this oppressionObservation, I believe was the step I enjoyed mostFor I was to interact, use my “senses” and its mandaroty to be closeAs I collected my data I wanted to learn much moreMaybe childhood memories, secrets, or perhaps how loud you snoreI did write a journal and kept records of our progressFrom spoken words, heart felt glances and and all the stressThe procedure goes on as the world continues to turnFor you’ve won me, this changable element and affection Ill yearnFor those who’d like to try this experiment outThe materials I used were love, respect, trust and just a pinch of doubtAnd now for my conclusion in this epic experimentationWhy do I exist? For your being is to its utmost perfectionAnd thou should not be allowed therefore I am made, your opposite, your frustration
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