Our inventions split their cocoons, and the whir of wings was deafening...
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Going through old writing 1
Why do so many social stigmas exist? How is it that society as an organism gets to mold its own inhabitants, without even the realization? Are we existing only to fill up a larger fractal level with a bland, morose, self-centered, sexual entity?
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