Ahh the Infiltration
Well...
Through sources lightly/heavily identified over time
Sources that have unparalleled weight in the outcomes
Of your life
There has lived the greatest dictator
That has completely moved every sentient being
Who has ever existed for
What does this even mean?
Memory
Memory infiltrates your life with subjective perspectives
So
What is the actuality when subjectivity
Has a card in the hand?
Things can blur and change shape
Things can become crisp and intensely focused
Lucid
There are multiple levels of memory
Muscle
Mind
Mistakes
Miracles
Mucous
Membranes
We live in a vast inner universe
Moments alter our mentality constantly
And there are many moments in a day
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