... Diana is lying under a foam-velcro-gentle rubberwater blanket in a lander plush lavender purple-pink dep deep dep deep purple pink foam matress.. she sleeps gently with no disturbance of the force peace zen inside her mind psyche for she is descending.. she is in her mind descending with mare sinkastep on the beach of Dublin into a sinkapace into Tartarus .. she sinks descends into Tartarus like she Diana would be walking on a sink mudmoist sandwet beach into the ocean crest sand it is so taht she sinks into Tartarus thru Alice in the looking glass cubpoard and victorian vaults of caves and caverns of sleep an' echelons of dream-cake echelons of cavernous foam crest ocean swooth the willows and bullrushes of swift ocean foam crest echelons of cake bullrushes of layers of sleep thru layer and layer of sleep on the war warm thrush war-pillow she sleeps into Tartarus descending thru a tunnel a train-tunnel out of the second half of Doctor Zhivago by David Lean.. and she sinks thru a wind-tunnel of pure black the gentlest cerium(IV) iron like rock-walls were open gates she her phantom astral Diana form descends.. shee shee i would shheee.. her astral self.. Dian'as Diana's ASTRAL self descends in her sleep into Tartarus.. it is not far a sinkapace down the moist mud Dublin beach foarm foarm on foam on the way down.. and their in a wide chamber music backdraft entity VAult... an enfolded with cavern wings Typhon resides, crest-arm with savage, grinding manacles of pure iron, manacles of pig-iron grating like she you would make mold traintracks with.. and she with purest astral form phantom strength she Diana astral selfsame astral self with the strenght of phantom she gently twirls and unfolds the manacles from Typhon's savage breast.. he is free after nine quiet iron-unfolding minutes.. she gently ascends...
.. she awakes in her lavender, plush foam-pillow room.. she hears the sound of moaning wolves and wailing wind-chime train flutes.. she sees an aurora borealis in the distance over the mountainous hills thru the window of her bedroom in Barbara Minerva's small chateau.. she is wary, apprehensive, reticent.. she shyly flies out the open window toward the nightime aurora borealis.. then she flies for a slow long time.. it is day now..
.. rocks crumble and a wasteland heaves like a pit rising out of a pendulum choir of Rocklord abyss.. Typhon breaks free earthquake out of the earth.. Typhon has gigantic octopus tentacles for legs .. and a platypus-mouth.. and the upper-noble half of a Triseritops... (not sure how to spell the name of this dinosaur).. she has never seen a beast of the jungle this beautiful in soul,.
.. Typhon is the size of a three or four high-rise business skyscrapers.. Typhon is barely able to move without destroying.. property.. and.. and people...
... Scorcese-directed scene in "William Marston's Wonder Woman"..
.. 3$ stochastic disturbance terms.. $4 covariance matrices.. 2% multicollinearity.. 1$ heteroskedasticity.. $5 Cobb-Douglas Theorum.. 10$ Gauss-Markov Theorum.. 8$ maximum-likelihood estimaters.. least-squares estimaters.. $7...
Friday, September 29, 2017
Diana of Themiscyra descends into the dream-torment nightmare volcanic molten rock realm of Tartarus to release from gigantic iron-manacles teh creature Typhon.. she does this purely in a dream.. in her dream she Diana descends into Tartarus.. and then Typhon erupts earthquake-style out of the earth in the distance.. from dream into the "One" reality. .the original, fake reality and Typhon has entered into it... Diana flies off out the window of the bedroom of Barbara Minerva's Rennes-le-Chateau to meet him.. to reason with the creature she released.. from prison in Tartarus.. from prison in Tartarus.. merely in her dream.. merely inher dream.. merely.. in her.. dream.. while she was.. asleep in pink lavender environs in pink lavender purple cushion bedroom of Barbara Minerva's small, ever, so adroit mansion.. the Rennes-le-Chateua... multicollinearity.. $1.. stochastic disturbance terms .. $3...
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