Fivos R Drymiotis 12/14/05
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| The thoughts exist but an inherent tendency to remain motionless and my lack of desire to disobey inertia, has kept me in a state of potentially useless quasi-meditation. For some reason I am mesmerized by noises coming out from an orchestra of fools. Bizarre sounds spread through the room and I am not certain whether the source is the orchestra or my own construal of what I perceive. I am very aware though on how the mind responds to solitude thus I make an effort to separate the signals from the chimera. And then, the obscurity unfolds: In my obligatory-involuntary isolation I have managed to decode an ancient rhythm! All is different and all is the same!
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