the animal metaphor machine's socialism, to Thomas Heath

I didn't understand anything of what you just said.

You said words, but they didn't really add up together.

Typical.

Glad to find something we can agree on.

No, really. From the title "the animal metaphor machine's socialism, to Thomas Heath" onward, it seems like he said a word salad.

Can you tell me what he meant?

I never know what he means and therefore rarely read his posts.

Ah okay. Nice to know that it wasn't some deal where I was too stupid to see the fabulous clothes the emperor had on (I assume you know this fable).

I know it's a bit late, for this response, but here it goes anyway:

The actual subject, of the thread title is out of date. By this, I mean that the rumination of the wording is uncharacteristically wrong.

My advance, from June 7th to now, is the following:

The animal metaphor machine, i.e. The forest-woodland's Night of the Imagination looks forward to the Left-wing politics associate, i.e. the suspension of the analysis (because why not), is not able to be a rival system, to the Feeding the Fish/aqua animals' society, The Watching the Analysis via the suspension of sex vs sex tits political Extramarital Affair.

Why the capital letters, for extramarital affair, at the end of the aforementioned?

It denotes work (as all extramarital affairs do), so I'll move on.

The night of the imagination - at one library, it is about My Belief In Neve Campbell, i.e. the bequeathed, of political of Extramarital Affair.

Of course, the sex tits aspect, of the combination "sex tits political Extramarital Affair" is a conservative imagination strangle, of the bequeathment devotion from myself to Neve.

To close:
The Night of the Imagination; it is the silent rhetoric of devotion.

I wonder why so many try hard with excusing themselves from acknowledging the animals that they are