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| me? |
thoughts are roving through the midden-heap of my mind. silence, collection, rising and falling. postulate: pretend for a moment that everything you believe in exists. then stop. now what? |
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| amy | one day i walked into a room and said, enough! but things have got to change i'm leaving. i go backandforth and backandforth, for nothing to stop me. ship rolls. i'll figure it out eventually or get my sea legs or go to sleep or something. blah blah. | 000308 |