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It's all in the syncs
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It's quite intriguing, revealing and even comical how the pressing subject of 'precious metals' - and silver in particular - pulls hidden emotions from the depths of consensus reality. [ link to www.youtube.com (secure)] Quoting: /7oo7/ Some imagine 'space' as a great sea of sorts. Most people don't understand the poetry of The Cosmic Joke™ in motion.
It's not entirely their fault, of course.
The Kraken
Alfred Lord Tennyson - 1809-1892
Below the thunders of the upper deep, Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea, His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee About his shadowy sides; above him swell Huge sponges of millennial growth and height; And far away into the sickly light, From many a wondrous grot and secret cell Unnumbered and enormous polypi Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green. There hath he lain for ages, and will lie Battening upon huge sea worms in his sleep, Until the latter fire shall heat the deep; Then once by man and angels to be seen, In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
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