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What lies beneath the surface of consciousness, is a wonderful world of thought and darkness which we cannot control. The waters churn in the background of our minds, leaving us unaware of our secret and fascinatingly buoyant imaginations. When the sea warms from the convection currents of our experiences, to the surface rise the bubbles that we call Thoughts.
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
Bubbles
What lies beneath the surface of consciousness, is a wonderful world of thought and darkness which we cannot control. The waters churn in the background of our minds, leaving us unaware of our secret and fascinatingly buoyant imaginations. When the sea warms from the convection currents of our experiences, to the surface rise the bubbles that we call Thoughts.
tyler-stoner
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Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
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