Extraction from O'mindiary
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When I was younger (a naive christian
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with thoughts like melting sugar)
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my fingers were attacked by
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nails and I could hear the voice of
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J.C. screaming under my skin,
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trapped like a slave in my flesh. This
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was in those days when water flew in
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my veins, the rain kept on pouring
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inside my head and I denied & killed
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him (not with scissor nor knives, but
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with the inner muscles of my
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torso). The rumor says that the
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bastard was raped by the cross, but
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maybe he was a hermaphrodite who
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raped himself.
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...det vitala med perpetuella varandet
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ar att vara transparent existerande...
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I understood that this mental traffic
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was a new symbol burned in my
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mind, like planets in orbit around me
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I was stading in the centre with the
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sun in my pocket thinking: existence
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is an illusion, mankind will face the
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mushroom cloud, but I am I, the
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ultimate god.
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Solipsism
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| And Oceans |
