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the protest project

7.2.04

In my madman's fantasies I seek only love and justice. I hold nothing above this noble pursuit. I am taken away, even for a moment, to a place where nothing exists - white light. In this light I know no greater freedom than here, then now. Reality outside this sphere doesn't exist. From an early age I understood that I could manipulate my current situation into any reality that I saw fit for the moment, the evening, and the year - in this I controlled what was uncontrollable.

Time - never had a meaning to me. I refuse to wear a wristwatch.

"It's all man made," I proclaimed.

"Perhaps", she answered, sheepishly as she leaned in to kiss me.


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