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And so, unto you I begin a new day...a new life...a new birth.
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After a while, there is so much going on that one can hardly keep track of it all.
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Eventually, there comes an end to the joyous chaos, and under the banner of death, there arrives a point of silence.
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What delight it is, amidst so great a silence, to strum upon one's lyre; chanting in entranced tones! There is an unsurpassable clarity about it all.
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But the clarity cannot endure, for soon I come, and muddy the waters.
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It is all too much, suddenly. Nothing is comprehensible. Where are you? What am I? Why is this all, and how?
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It ends without answers. Nothing is certain when I am about...
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Some would say that my rule is oppressive. It is an ice age; or perhaps, a black hole.
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Black hole?!? That's too obvious an allusion, Midnight. Pick something else.
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Noon
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A net! An empty glass! A void! A hole within a hole! A giant heap of emptiness! A sunken tower! A myste-
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Dusk
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A sunken tower? That...makes no sense. I like it.
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Midnight
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Um...has time stopped?
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Ooops...sorry about that. Sometimes I run late...
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Ah, much better. Everything is set right again.
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It's relative, really. Others might have preferred anti-temporeality.
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There is no such thing as "anti-temporeality". If there was, I would know about it. I'm Midnight!
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Perhaps you had only forgotten? Allow us to remind you.
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All things, in one way or another, shall come to pass. It is for you to guide the way in which your paths cross. For the record, however, what happened back there wasn't "anti-temporeality", it was "a-temporeality".
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Tsk tsk, so particular. Anyway, you knew what I meant, and I can't take it back.
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Let us reflect upon this for a moment...
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Well! That's enough reflection for now. Let us resume our little discussion and see what comes about.
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If I may so posit, I think our little chat peaked at an earlier point.
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Hmmm. Perhaps so. I shall conclude our discussion.
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Now that our discussion has ended, I can see quite clearly that Noon was right, the climax was much earlier.
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And what, if I may ask, was the point of climax?
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Well, I for one think it was when I said...
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f
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meow?
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
from
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