Originally Posted by FSF 5, Chapter 14: Gold and Lions IThough abandoned, forgotten, and scorned as out-of-date dolls, they continue to carry out their mission, unchanged from the time they were designed.
Machines do not lose their worth when a newer model appears.
Their worth (life) ends when humans can no longer bear that purity.
My psychological perception of the flavor is that it all tastes the same because it's the same chemical compounds mixed in the same ratios.
Originally Posted by FSF 5, Chapter 14: Gold and Lions IThough abandoned, forgotten, and scorned as out-of-date dolls, they continue to carry out their mission, unchanged from the time they were designed.
Machines do not lose their worth when a newer model appears.
Their worth (life) ends when humans can no longer bear that purity.
Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t.
Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die.
Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
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I'm all about cans.
You can smell the cans. In the bottles, you can smell the soda and it's nice.
Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t.
Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die.
Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
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Does that affect the taste for you tho
I'm led to believe that smell is a good portion of one's sense of taste.
You, help.
Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t.
Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die.
Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
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But I can smell from the can just fine
When I still drunk soda, I did it from cans
We've had to endure much, you and I, but within the week there will be old men running the world
OLD MEN ARE THE FUTURE
I always just assumed the difference between drinking out of a bottle/cup/can boiled down to the medium of the container (metal, glass, plastic, paper) and differences in their heat conductivity making the perceived temperature feel different? As in, I feel like the drink's always colder when drunk out of a can than when drunk out of a paper cup, but idk if that's just me.
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Personally it all tastes the same but I prefer bottles for portability and huge 72 oz fountain drinks for when you need the exam energy.
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Silly milk.
Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t.
Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die.
Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
Blog of Fiction for You to Consume
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