You're from a place. . .where lies can't be told, where only truth exists, where manifestation is instant, where there is a connexion to all, where you can travel at the speed of thought, where there is no time, where anything that can be imagined is, and where you have no limits. So you choose to come. . .there to live on Earth with limited access to truth, and where you totally forget what you are, and what you're capable of. Not only that, but you fight to stay there like your life, I mean your existence depended on it, and cling to your prison with more cohesion than a starving tick and Epoxy combined.
And you PROPOGATE THE MESS!!!!!!!! DELIBERATELY, FOR SOME OF YOU!
Aye, makes sense to me. NOT!!!!!! (Yer nu, Oi'm really beginnin' ter luk forward ter retirement in me auld age.)
Och, wa dae Ah bortha?! Yoo're aw beyond hiner. . .uh. . .'ope!
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH! Oi want someone's noggin on a plate!!!!!!!!!!!! Got my mixin' dialects as bad as. . .oh, never mind!
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