Your frontal lobes blind you. Your taste is off. You try so hard but your efforts are soft. Look, listen.... what is that?......is that the true sense emerging?
Banishing the guest with a mighty roar, the universal tongue carves through us all. Deafening the senses and slicing the mind, nothing but the moment you will find. Now with the host we will ride. Look! A shooting star in the midnight sky. When Master Wolf teaches do we not die?
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Your frontal lobes blind you. Your taste is off. You try so hard but your efforts are soft. Look, listen.... what is that?......is that the true sense emerging?