Let's pretend I'm reading this stuff and one day it clicks. I find my self staring at the wall when a traingle in the air fits into a square and my senses tell me that is time. What then? Let's pretend I am the biggest word-less guy on this forum yet I can tell what true-love feels like. What then? Let's pretend I was a big phrased guy who could tell you all this stuff about actuality. What then?
What I'm trying to say is that I've been dying to be apart of this conversation for the longest time...but, then, I don't have the words. Let's just pretend I never wrote this...
Some partial backups of posts from the past (Feb, 2004)
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