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What do we learn when the knowledge is turned to scraps and ashes? When the past is less than prologue cause everyone was encouraged to forget all but the bright moment, pleasures pursued, seconds wasted being used as a consumer, as another tumor so ingrown that it can’t be removed. Rush, play, point, click, sleep, eat, work your life away, and if you are unhappy or to tired to do your job if you feel slightly unwell, well we got a pill to push all that anxiety away from humanity. Until, the still pond no longer reflects the wonder and awe of the artists we once were.
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
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What do we learn when the knowledge is turned to scraps and ashes? When the past is less than prologue cause everyone was encouraged to forget all but the bright moment, pleasures pursued, seconds wasted being used as a consumer, as another tumor so ingrown that it can’t be removed. Rush, play, point, click, sleep, eat, work your life away, and if you are unhappy or to tired to do your job if you feel slightly unwell, well we got a pill to push all that anxiety away from humanity. Until, the still pond no longer reflects the wonder and awe of the artists we once were.
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
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