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I am a contradiction to what others find as contradictory. In simple words, I am normal, minus a few little glitches and some minor inconsistencies I may yet be considered as one. As perplexed as I am, my profanity is twisted in its own glibly little way. My eminence in my self seeps through my beliefs, actions, ideas, and perceptions. I am a no-God-one-God person; I defy the teachings and values about the healthy Christian living. My thoughts are my weapons; with each pinch of brain activity incorporated into a swell idea it may be as dangerous as a gun inserted into your mouth. My impatience fails me. I am yet to discover the sleazy way to sleaziness. Sordidly, I am incompetent enough to compete in highly common-sense requiring tasks such as: ___ ___ ___. I can't think of any. it is with anonymity that i start to question my very purpose of existence. to inexist is to exist behind the eyes of the people, and with hiding i find the hope for my inevitable exile.
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THEY USE TO CALL THE DEVIL THE FATHER OF LIES. BUT FOR SOMEONE WHOSE SIN IS MEANT TO BE PRIDE,YOU'D THINK THAT LYING WOULD LEAVE SOMETHING OF A SOUR TASTE. TOO EASY, TOO SLEAZY, TOO MUCH OF A COWARD'S TOOL. SO MY THEORY IS THAT WHEN THE DEVIL WANTS TO GET SOMETHING OUT OF YOU, HE DOESN'T LIE AT ALL. HE TELLS YOU THE EXACT LITERAL TRUTH, AND HE LETS YOU FIND YOUR OWN WAY TO HELL.

You use the word "infinity" very glibly... have you ever been there? Time and space are extensions of the mind. The Will. Which means that infinity is a purely local phenomenon. You can turn over a stone and find it crawling there. Or you can MAKE it yourself out of whatever materials are at hand. I am my OWN army. A million times more numerous than yours.

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