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Each thought is provoked by harmless impositions that cast away. Each second, a death occurs and everyone goes along peacefully as we are kept senseless and numb. A diminished group seperated into rows of two. Would we honstly care if the walls around us were moving but it was only an illusion to our own movements. Like salmon flapping upstream only to be caught by the bears waiting at the top. What kind of journey are we on? Probably one that sucks, that's for sure.