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Jun 2015
I release you from the compulsion, your feelings, not mine.
Phone notes from 2+ days - realizing I cannot inflect or influence other peoples interpretations of me - a limiting reality, true but also an invigorating reality - hopefully I will not limit myself with words (or lack thereof) in the future, really enjoying this experience :-) but with everything, it is temporal, still really enjoying this experience, what to be made of this? Is this enjoyment real? Lets not get into future time :-) but thanks for reading :-) wishing all release from....... sorry wipe my eyes..... wishing all (no full stops - just a just future without needless suffering - if at all possible - but our ancestors created this environment - need to change music :-) cheers, for reading (ego tripping but I (i) 'exist here' ))
Broken Prism Prison Son
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Broken Prism Prison Son  Dublin, Eire
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