What I've realized lately is that from the moment a thing is realized, Its existence physically depends on it having been realized. the taker and the giver. good and evil. the sex. in out, the drama, the fascination, her asshole so entertaining, the wrongs of how right and wrong it is swirling in your mind in out in out concepts of in out in out And the fruit it yields, the universe venting, its own face in the mirror it paints.
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