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"he gave a signal, he gave a signal to that pig, I saw it"
09/27/07
I dreamed of a balcony with a whore and that I started to cry; I dreamed that I cut a piece of my duodenum with a pair of scissors. It didn't hurt that much
"And as if that weren't enough, I don't disdain disasters"
Maybe in the dream I had killed someone with that iron bar, but I was convinced I was right; even now that I am awake, I am convinced I am right.
Incredible, I am inside again; still waking up and falling asleep thinking about a person; I thought we would give it up once and for all. It hurts, but it makes you feel damn alive.
PROPERTY IS AN OPINION: YOU ONLY POSSESS WHAT POSSESSES YOU. ...
"The stone is inscribed with 'law', but the 'law' conflicts with virtue And virtue sheds a 1,000 tears Tears upon which you Trample, and drown becoming again serpent"...
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