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We will need to be, preparing to try again. . .

I am not a bear.

We finally begin to realize the world. We walk outside and form an opinion on what we have seen. Hands wrap around our ankles, we are pulled back down. As organisms, we change. We begin to see the world as it is. Not as we feel it should be, as it truly happens. This is where we go. This is how they treat us. This is why the world is so low ( Read more... )

There is a certain defiance that goes along with sleep.
It is helpless, with defenses.

The giants that tumble behind me are not my own.
I have traveled this far.

Further passes through this body before everything else.
Throw away these legs.

On top of this podium information is vast.
Without lenses it can not be processed.

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Would you like to join my cult? All you have to do is get five other people to join with you. Don't even try it, I know what your thinking and yes, I have already joined so don't ask me to join and say you only have four to go. Hurray for books that teach the ingredients of a cult. I apologize. . . now.