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Updated: Nov 9, 2021

Listen.

Listen until your head fills up.

Listen.

Listen with your ears to the ground. Soak in the earth. The fervour of a trillion lives.

Listen until all the dichotomies from a billion different perspectives clash in your head.

Listen until every profound idea in your head is trampled, by another, more profound.

When everything you stand for is laid barren; when every hypocrisy is exposed, perhaps then the truth might emerge.


 
 
 

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