If You Died It Would Be Like

There Is An Objective Reality In Which My Body And Mind Are One. But I Am Not Here And Never Have Been.

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Embrace Beautiful Lies - The Chronic Insanity Of The Sane

Your Hair Is An Act Of God.

What I Sometimes Mistake For Ecstasy Is Simply The Absence Of Grief.