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Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
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Inside Mental Physical Reach Revolt Starting Stating
You have to let go of all that to get to the other side. Most people aren’t willing to do that.
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Do Freedom Go Let Most Other People Side Willing
Society, parents they refuse to allow you to keep the freedom you were born with.
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Allow Born Freedom Parent Refuse Society
We cripple ourselves with lies.
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Cripple Freedom Lie Ourselves
Tell them you came, and saw, and looked into my eyes and saw the shadow of the guard receding.
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There’s nothing wrong with being a large mammal.
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Defense Large Mammals National Wrong
Most people love you for who you pretend to be….To keep their love, you keep pretending – performing.
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Keep Love People Performing Pretend
Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous
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Dangerous Disturbing Feeling Hurt Love Pain People Taught
Thoughts in time and out of season, the hitchinker stood by the side of the road and levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason
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Calm Hitchinker Levelled Out Road Season Stood Thumb Time
I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.
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Believe Hippie Long Music Obtain Prolonged Sense Unknown
That unknown was once very well known. It’s where our souls belong….
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Belong Known Soul Unknown Very Well
My wild words slip into fusion and risk losing the solid ground. So stranger, get wilder still. Probe the highlands.
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Fusion Highland Losing Probe Risk Wider Word
All the poems have wolves in them. All but one. The most beautiful one of all. She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.
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Beautiful Challenge Dance Fire Poem Ring Wolve
Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
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Blood Mysterious Rose Union
Expose yourself to your deepest fear. After that, fear has no power, and fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.
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Deepest Expose Fear Freedom Power Vanish
You live you die and death not ends it.
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Death Die Ends Feel Live

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