Cure All (continued...) “If you cannot feel the crevices of a fine oil painting as I have, we may not make progress. If you cannot playfully lap at the vibration of a fine string instrument, and widen your perceptual consciousness by way of a Sextet, times may be increasingly difficult.” And if you cannot attain profound playing fortitude on those fine instruments by way of experience in dread of love, where do we stand? I do not specifically indicate my conflicts with the reader and my comrades. If any one being is to ‘help’ me, that person must offer themselves as I would to my future patients and/or comrades. If the one I see in need is visually scolding an aspect of a sculpture, so discriminating it would be seen, I would open the depths of the caverns to see how their opinion could live on...so astray.
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