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I have such a dreadful sense of motivation. and a strong desire to show you. its beautiful, can you see it? Can you hear it calling you? its calling me. like a voice at the end of a very long hallway i can see the time track in my head, a particular life path shining, humming, vibrant and insane even if achieved it's no less crazy i think the only crazier thing than believing in it would be the Nihilism of believing in nothing. its crazy and i cant. couldnt possibly but i cant stop its not real, right? its just magic, promise me you wont believe a word
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC
Ars Arcanum
I have such a dreadful sense of motivation. and a strong desire to show you. its beautiful, can you see it? Can you hear it calling you? its calling me. like a voice at the end of a very long hallway i can see the time track in my head, a particular life path shining, humming, vibrant and insane even if achieved it's no less crazy i think the only crazier thing than believing in it would be the Nihilism of believing in nothing. its crazy and i cant. couldnt possibly but i cant stop its not real, right? its just magic, promise me you wont believe a word
david-crum
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC
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