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Oct 2015
Complacency is a disease: one which withers away the faculties of discernment and critical thought; consumes, like the towering raze of a funeral pyre, the forces of vitality and dynamism; and plunges into inertia, the tremendous drive toward innovation innate within the human spirit. We must guard ourselves against its hold upon us, and remain ever vigilant; lest we all should meet our end, and offer up for sacrifice that which, among all other species, makes us so unique.
Homunculus
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Homunculus  31/M/St. Louis
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