But When Those Lights Shine Over You, You Can Almost Hear The Magic Happening,  Releasing You From This

there's faith, and there's sleep. we need to pick one, please because

faith is to be awake and to be awake is for us to think and for us to think is to be alive and I'll try with every right to come across like I'm dying to let you know you need to

try

to

think.

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The Shape was not available for comment as I could find no one willing to speak to it…or even meet my eye when I mentioned it. It has occurred to me that I may be the only one able to see it. Now that I think about it, I have also never bothered to actually check whether this mic is attached to any sort of recording or broadcasting device. And it is possible that I am alone in an empty universe, speaking to no one, unaware that the world is held aloft merely by my delusions and my smooth, sonorous voice. More on this story as it develops, I say, possibly only to myself.

...

And now a continuation of our previous investigation into whether I am literally the only person in the world, speaking to myself in a fit of madness caused by my inability to admit the tragedy of my own existence.

Down in the forest

We'll sing a chorus

One that everybody knows.

Hands held higher

We'll be on fire

Singing songs that nobody wrote.

croqui

Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.

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