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| In the Dreaming 5 | 9:32am sunday, 13th february |
In the dreaming, I flew to the source of all light, and was blinded by the fullness of its meaning.
In the dreaming, I wondered how it is that a man can live without practically anything, not even hope.
In the dreaming, I moved through time as if it were a carpet already printed, the past and future indelible.
In the dreaming, fire consumed me, and I as a phoenix was reborn from ashes — and I was yet strangely me.
In the dreaming, I climbed up to the heavenly heights and drank water from the moon, like liquid light.
In the dreaming, I spoke as if I knew things, where upon waking I wondered what exactly they were.
In the dreaming, light poured through me, as if I were covered by eyes, all beholding the wonder.
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 Truth | 2:58am monday, 14th february |
| Live outside the machine. |
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 Bart | 12:04am thursday, 17th february |
| Stand.I'm going down in my sickness.Your site means a lot for me ... |
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| Stand | 8:13am thursday, 17th february |
| Hang on, Bart. Sometimes, that's the only thing we can do. You'll make it. |
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