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(In Space and Time it had occurred, for they both were cause and karma.)
-I know you want to know me.
-No one can know one perfectly...
-Yet I know what it is with you
-And I don't know a thing about you
-You crave knowledge, yet you grasp none of the obvious
-Obvious can be oblivious for some
-You see, it's just a matter of words
-I do not care for matter
-I am Time, and Time is of the essence
-You are a lie, and lie is evanescence
-Fine then! Feed your counterfeited freedom with fake phrases and philosophies.
Let your life be lorry-driven by tartar cabbies caring "Sophie's" sickle!
-While you hide behind the hood and hail their hellish highways? I choose to change your decayed council in my chance, and chew up discord 'til you choke from watching
-Enough! I am the journey and you, I see, are my ungrateful voyageur! I leave you know. Let us see how well you'll manage in my absence...
(And as he evaporated from his place, lightning trembled lightly between the white grey sky site, vexed and violent thunder thumped between the cloth of thick cold night. Nature mumbled, moaned and mourned with insight of the nameless bless that had occurred. The Spiral ascension has reached its upper end.)
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