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Is preparing us for the day we die. I understand it’s a gorgeous day outside. Change is not an illusion. The basic substance is water. Opposites create each other. We start chained in this cave facing forward. Some turn around so something new can exist. Potential energy is a battery. There are no absolutes. In theory this is a guess or leap of faith. We all face the same issues an increase of population. Return home through the aid of others. Our enemies are close and swear to take revenge. This is the same dialect as the ancient Greeks. It is the right of an individual to reject society. The trick is to be carefree and wise.

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