Near Matches
Ignore Exact
Everything
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We're acting happy to stop ourselves from going insane.
My Fine Feathered Friends, chapter 3: In which I deal with a big bird
Mind projection fallacy
Music of the Spheres
Will
from my perch atop the peaks of intellect
My finger can point to the moon, but my finger is not the moon. You don't have to become my finger, nor do you have to worship my finger. You have to forget my finger, and look at where it is pointing.
fear knows no names
the one single thing I regret losing the most
viable
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