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Veins, trees, roots, societies, species, groups. experiments of life itself like some ten year old's ant farm check it out on his shelf. mindsets with chemicals, controlled by our brains, are just different settings for someone else's mind games. one trial, another, whichever one works, if it doesn't no loss, He can work out the quirks. I guess we're all just one part of a cycle Like a garden or colony, a universe, a milky way, A planet, some gnarly astronomy. the sun and the moon and everything's orbit never cease to change or stay still if that's too confusing ignore it.
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Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 4:43 PM UTC
Cyclistic
Veins, trees, roots, societies, species, groups. experiments of life itself like some ten year old's ant farm check it out on his shelf. mindsets with chemicals, controlled by our brains, are just different settings for someone else's mind games. one trial, another, whichever one works, if it doesn't no loss, He can work out the quirks. I guess we're all just one part of a cycle Like a garden or colony, a universe, a milky way, A planet, some gnarly astronomy. the sun and the moon and everything's orbit never cease to change or stay still if that's too confusing ignore it.
frances-maggio
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Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 4:43 PM UTC
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