(2nd take)
The limits
of my refrigerator are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my personal Jesus are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my ego are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my sentience are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my anxieties are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my body are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my computer skills are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my Utilitarianism are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my televangelistic inclinations are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my data are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my gravitas are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my health are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my image are the limits of my world.
The limits of
my lover are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my expostulations are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my failures are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my wealth are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my qualia are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my vicarious experience are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my yearning to get beyond limits is the limit of my world.
The limits
of my jargon are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my mantra are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my oncologist are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my zodiacal sign are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my knowledge are the limits of my world.
The limits
of my name are the limits of my world.
This is great stuff, Tom.
ReplyDeleteThanks, John. I was wondering if it would strike a chord for you.
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