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[redundantagain]

He had died; a new Siddhartha had awoken from sleep. He too would grow old, he too would have to die someday-- Siddhartha was ephmeral, every formation was ephemeral. But today he was young, was a child, the new Siddhartha, and was full of joy.Wow... yesterday was crazy. I woke up early and put on pink lipstick and pink shoes and a sparkly ring

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[stephanus]

Yeah, I agree...I think we need some good old-fashioned face-to-face interaction.

I'm glad you had a nice time.