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- Growth has its season. There are spring and summer, but there are also fall and winter. And then spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all be well.
There's a place beyond words where experience first occurs to which I always want to return. I suspect that whenever I articulate my thoughts or translate my impulses into words, I am betraying the real thoughts and impulses which remain hidden.
It seems that what I really want is a drug that will increase my consciousness of others, not myself.
I am going to put myself to sleep now for a bit longer than usual. Call it Eternity
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