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December 4, 2002
I migrate towards the flipside of reality, being mindful of the repercussions my actions may have. But I know that I’ll cross the border anyway. So fuck it! I’ll cross that damn border and watch the world dissipate into tiny little spectacles of flashing lights, streaming through the darkness like little reminders of how insignificant my conscious thoughts might actually be. Such promise is so bleak yet profound in inexplicable ways. Along this path I’ll discover, I’m sure, that the inverse of what I’ve come to know maintains an equilibrium of unpredictable sensuality spraying through my nervousness. Such glorious expectations!