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by isit
Rated: E · Letter/Memo · Cultural · #2296918
A celebration
Today I am born as a mark upon something seen or unseen. This is a screen on which I leave a little shot of reality. And if you see it, it is born to you as well, a little infestation or inculcation through the retina that travels along the optical nerve. An illusion you say? upside down in a right side up world... just words, that we can brush off as cobwebs as we travel. We? look how we have already bonded in a single paragraph that the eyes are traveling across as if it were Nothing. But somewhere along the way, we had learned to read. This is no small matter. In a world where we have only survival mode, perhaps reading is the first thing to go. Reading is a luxury of the idol, the idyll, the idle. I have smacked into Religion. Always first is Creation. So today, a little celebration. I have cut myself, a slice of cake; and we have eaten.
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