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 | x | the cat- you think it will be your toy. it doesnt happen. everything you count on is thin air. aren't you a dream? i turned the sound off the world. did you see the movie, "My Sassy Girl?". recouperate. get yourself together or i'm calling security. you hear a repreating sound which first existed 5illion years ago. like the light from stars. EXCEPT that sound actually came from the original object where light has gone in a circular pattern so that it always returns to it's initial starting point at the same moment that it left. | 031113 |  
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 | phil | seperate planes of excistence | 031113 |  
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 | andru235 | click the_from_button | 051109 |  
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 | nom | it just is | 070108 |  
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 | the awful truth | the_thing_with_life is the same as the_thing_with_night
 the_thing_with_fights
 is the_thing_that_lights
 the_path_to_great_acts
 the_stash_of_great_sacks
 the_hand_that_cuts_glass
 the_eyes_behind_masks
 
 the_tricks_to_dreams
 is not always what it seems
 try to come_clean
 through the shadowy_scene
 though it may be_serene or be awful or mean
 it's definitely something_you_need.
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 | Ouroboros | is, does ANYONE know what is going on? | 070110 |  
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 | somebody | Ouroboros: No. But many pretend otherwise. Perhaps they know for themselves. But there is probably no knowing for others. Of course, how can I be sure, etc. | 070110 |  
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 | SleepieCloud | it's that once you have life you're prettie much required to live it. 
 By the time you have other options, you also have a thinking reasoning brain. And that brain of yours throws up all sorts of reasons to keep living. It's a selfish brain.
 
 it's that living...well, living is trickie. You've got to keep moving, going forward, and if you stop you'll just get trampled on by time and other people.
 
 The thing with life is that it's addicting. It's like a video game and you've beaten the first level and it was easy. The second one was harder, but you beat that too. And you're playing the third level and it's really really fucking hard. You've died at least twenty times, but you keep coming back and you keep playing.
 
 Obviously the metaphor fails in some places. If you die in real life you rarely get to try again, but otherwise I think it's pretty sound.
 
 The frustration is there, the determination, the belief that it can be done. I can't guarantee that there will be an awesome cut scene at the end, but you never know.
 
 The title of this blathe should really be changed to the_things_with_life
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