my delusions and dreams are steeped in anxiety and inaction.
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of mindless thoughts, thoughtless minds wafting through the corridors. verbal emptiness; it rings in my ears, the void, the silence, the absence of substance. i watch the ephemeral mayflies dancing warm footed cold hearted dancing. fleeting, beautiful, tragic in their pointlessness. point. less. nestle. more. or. less. have. given. up.
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the man from the bank tells us stories of rags to riches, of passions and compromise. he shows us the futures and then says, you chose, and we do. choose passion and ambition but not both. they don't manufacture those anymore. you've got to make it yourself. how? we beg, and he says, ahhh that is for you to find out. i can't give everything away now can i.
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thoughts of daikon and fish and the necessity of juxtaposition.
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always, you seige occupations of my mind, overtake, overthrow, i give in always, you.
