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Walls in his head, in his heart. We put up walls when afraid to understand ourselves, see ourselves, hear ourselves. Walls which meant to protect harm the mind, cutting it off from areas of itself. Soon we begin to wonder, what is the mind? What is my mind? Until off again we go, building more walls.
» Posted By yarra On 02.08.2012 @ 6:14 am
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Festival. She ran through the crowd as fast as her legs could take her, breath panting, hair flying far behind. As she ran it became clear to her just how she was being swallowed, stolen by the noise, the sights, the sounds.
» Posted By Yarra On 01.31.2012 @ 11:48 am