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I could tell you something profound but my chosen words might lay dormant to you. So we are left with a halt in communication a low energy connection a lack of spiritual communion. Until I choose such words that strike your pulses and in that moment, you, I, we, believe we have been understood grasped that which has been symbolized with transient letters that form words, that lead to noises attempting to convey the intangible, one string from the web of interconnected electrical impulses that strike our consciousness and spur a desire to attend to each, and place each fragile thought in the most correct order. The one with the least chance of being misunderstood, misinterpreted, falsified, for all that we have to transcend past ourselves is this Ability.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
Ability
I could tell you something profound but my chosen words might lay dormant to you. So we are left with a halt in communication a low energy connection a lack of spiritual communion. Until I choose such words that strike your pulses and in that moment, you, I, we, believe we have been understood grasped that which has been symbolized with transient letters that form words, that lead to noises attempting to convey the intangible, one string from the web of interconnected electrical impulses that strike our consciousness and spur a desire to attend to each, and place each fragile thought in the most correct order. The one with the least chance of being misunderstood, misinterpreted, falsified, for all that we have to transcend past ourselves is this Ability.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
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