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Sometimes when you win you loose, so hold on to all your ***** to sedate the hate you've grown too tired to iterate and as you hit the snooze to suppress the state of alarm within you remember... where've you been what has hurt and what has elevated you to love and light beyond mundane normality there is pleasure in pain and pain in pleasure sanity in insaneness it's all just a dream, only the mind sees in black and white open your eyes to colors of possiblity and feel the depth of senses completely immersed in the experience of life... for the way i see it, there is not greater tragedy to reach the end of life without tasting the ecstasy of life itself , to die in a trapped mind, running on outdated information is the very predicament know as the human condition
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
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Sometimes when you win you loose, so hold on to all your ***** to sedate the hate you've grown too tired to iterate and as you hit the snooze to suppress the state of alarm within you remember... where've you been what has hurt and what has elevated you to love and light beyond mundane normality there is pleasure in pain and pain in pleasure sanity in insaneness it's all just a dream, only the mind sees in black and white open your eyes to colors of possiblity and feel the depth of senses completely immersed in the experience of life... for the way i see it, there is not greater tragedy to reach the end of life without tasting the ecstasy of life itself , to die in a trapped mind, running on outdated information is the very predicament know as the human condition
elijah-master
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
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