Blessed are the children
who have no language:
language is
government
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Everything In It's Right Place
For the past year I have often dreamt of a forest that is always two fields away from wherever I am in my subconscious. I will run so far to get there but I am never allowed to enter it. However the other night I finally entered it, and it was far more fantastic then I expected. 
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