to both of you.

I feel like a leopard giving birth to several children in the mid summer while enjoying a nice cigar to help sooth the pain, even though the cigar doesnt do anything to help "sooth" the pain that doesnt mean that its not a real cigar does it.
And then bringing these cubs into the world and watching them grow and grow until 2 weeks later they are old enough to care for themselves, so im gonna send them into the wilderness to learn on their own, i am doing to them what my mother did to me.
And soon after being sent out into the plains, they start to feel a little retarded because i never taught them anything so they have nothing to guide them on this wonderful journey of life.
Soon returning home to ask why i did this to them, and i would stare into each of their eyes and ask them, "do you like yourselves".
And with a quick reply most of them said yes, and one said no.
So i turn to the cub and ask him, why do you not like yourself my dare child, and he replys, because mother i do not know who i am or what my purpose is.
And with that i send the cubs back into the world, to find themselves.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME SIR ALBALOT, I DO NOT KNOW WHY I WROTE ALL THAT.

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that was amazingly profound.

in your unlitterary way, but very interesting.

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the as above, so below was slightly more moving to me than the whole peice, seeing how Ive been studying alchemy lately

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