Day three hundred
one
August 30, 2013: Will there
ever be a day when the moments of tranquil thought will lead to boundless
imagination and true peace held aloft eternal by the reflections of the wise
will affect the dire course of what is within the physical realm though a manifestation
of the dimensional plain held by a single thread of conscience thought across
the universe? I don’t know what I am writing, I’m just writing weird stuff
because I feel like it. Seriously, I have no idea what I just wrote actually
means.
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