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Love Goes Away When Your Mind Goes Away And Then You're Someone Else.

Culture Is That Which Falsifies.

I'm What Happens After Death, Which Is Writing.

One Of The Most Destructive Forces In The World Is Love. For The Following Reason: The World Is A Conglomeration Of Objects, No, Of Events And The Approachings Of Events Towards Objects, Therefore Of Becoming Stases Static Stagnant, Of All That Is Unreal. You Get In The World, You Get Your Daily Life Your Routine Doesn’t Matter If You’re Rich Poor Legal Illegal, You Begin To Believe What Doesn’t Change Is Real, And Love Comes Along And Shows All These Unchangeable For Ever Fixtures To Be Flimsy Paper Bits. Love Can Tear Anything To Shreds.

Dreams Are Manifestations Of Identities.