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The Musings of a
Galactic Toning Chick

The New World

When there is nothing left to fall back on and believe in, when you've stripped away every last illusion - what is there left to hold on to, what is left ? nothingness and everythingness... there are no more paths ahead to follow... we must walk one foot into oblivion after another foot... it's all wavy, amoebea like for a while... until one day the foot steps on a semi solid ground again, in a whole new world... the new reality..

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