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Funny, How One Good Cookie Could Calm The Mind And Even Elevate A Troubled Soul.

Pain Is A Gift. Humanity, Without Pain, Would Know Neither Fear Nor Pity.

In This Age, Lies Were The Universal Lubricant Of The Culture. A Love Of Truth And Commitment To It Were Seldom Rewarded And Were Often Punished.

Thanks To The Circus Between My Ears, I Can Seize Upon The Smallest Disquieting Observation And From It Extrapolate A Terror Of Cataclysmic Proportions.

Every Life Is Complicated, Every Mind A Kingdom Of Unmapped Mysteries.