I only exist in your imagination, which means I am more difficult to cut. I am like mathematics, I am the Tao. I am pure abstraction, floating on the sine waves of thought itself. I am the cosine of your brainwave, mated with the ripples of spacetime inside your head. I am the tangent of your memory. A schism in the difference between the universe and its own microcosm. My Livejournal is invincible.
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