Can you solve this riddle?

With potent flowery words speak I of something common, vulgar, dry; I weave webs of pedantic prose in effort to befuddle those who think I while time away in lofty things above all day, the common kind that linger where Monadic beings live and fare. Practical I may not be but life. it seems, is full of me!

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