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Unfortunate though it is that I cannot communicate to you about my thoughts properly, I will not, or perhaps have no desire to decifer the ill-concieved thoughts that I have accumulated. There are features within us that we try despirately to with hold and refuse those who might be interested, or possess just an ounce of curiousity, the satisfaction of being informed of. Like a fountain whose purpose never sieses, the water bursts and tumbles down quickly denying you of knowing for certain if you have seen it at all or if your imagination is playing tricks on you. You can study it closely but it still tumbles down joining back with the rest of it's collected self decieving any part of your mind that might sub-consciently believe that it has somehow become separate. Even a mind harrowing on the verge of inpenatrable insanity could not argue this point. Some things simply exist without ever being discovered, recognized, given worth, or given a chance to be understood as pure and obvious or complicated and hidden from sight as they are. Perhaps it is obvious to you now why the captivaties of my grievances and thoughts that are complicated to everyone but myself have been unauthorized to depart. Silence is taken for less worth than it should be recognized for. and speech should be used for what it was created for: communication...........................................Talk is cheap.