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I learned very early the difference between

  • I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something & knowing something. I held little of the claim that knowing somethings real name gave you control over it
  • . Knowing that was something in and of itself, I philosophized, gazing up into the clouds. I'm glad I know something about something...at least sometime. Some time went by and som
  • atic implants appeared in my phantom limbs. This twisted my mind. I was bodiless. I needed something to hold onto. I looked at my hands to awaken from the horrid nightmare,
  • but the crimson lace of fresh blood hung from my hands. They weren't my limbs. They belonged to the SecOrg, Opsys of Public Nation. But who had I killed?
  • Or what? In my shock, I'd just registered that amongst the gore pooling around my feet were scaled tentacles covered with iridescent armor. I reached down but a spotlight from
  • The next room made them look so bad I wanted to flee. But there was nowhere to go. Semtex covered particles came to my rescue. My shoes no longer fit! I called the owner and asked
  • her to own less and reap the rewards of leaving behind such a materialistic and stagnant way of living. The Semtex didn't change the optics but I changed my point of view & it was
  • plain to see that I hadn't seen a thing in all my years of leading an opulent lifestyle. I truly never would have known anything about reality if I hadn't become a homeless bum.
  • When you strip away all the layers of wealth, humans act very differently. It was fascinating to observe, but I still wished I had a home.
  • Because you know wealth is that key to the human lock which can actually change anything and everything in one's life. No regrets but I still want to earn that key for myself.

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