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And then came the really weird part of my dream - You know, the part where I can tap dance, but I can only do it while wearing golf shoes?
 
Now is the hour of our discontent, the hour of disenfranchisement, the hour of despair where delusions shall not prevail upon the mind of mankind, for all is now clear, all that was hidden is revealed, all shunned brought to the light if day, all once ostracized brought quivering from the shadows; now is the true revelation open your eyes and see, there are no victims, there is no them, there is no us, there is no joy, no love, no glee nor happiness in the heart of mankind. The creature human, Homo sapiens, is it’s own Satan, it’s own Messiah, it’s own refuge , it’s own enlightenment … BUT…BUT …but it’s deep pettiness, self pity and laziness has brought upon all its own doom. Man, Mankind, humans are the vile poisons in the garden.
 
Start to go up to the left, missing the u- turn again in the distance
 
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