in the moment
Do things as you think of them. Thoughts slip from the mind like water through a sieve.
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Connections that could be never form. Like spider webs swept from the walls.
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We wire ourselves. Machines with no purpose finding them.
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Others slip their thoughts and ideas into us. Molding us.
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Will you rip the wire from your mind? Yours? Theirs?
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Who could you be if you lived as you are?
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How could you live?
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Who would you be?
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Yourself?
