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Yes, it's that time again. What time is that? Once again I will present this public corner of my mind. I have reason to ponder this baring of my thoughts. But mine is not to reason why, etc. And you, Dear Reader may take what you wish and leave the rest behind. It is an arrangement that works for everyone.

We live in a world of illusion. Everyone seems to agree on this, but I have yet to meet anyone that knows what this means. I certainly don't. I have a vast supply of illusions about myself. Am I going to list them for you? Hell no. I don't know what they are! They seem real to me... as real as this keyboard upon which I type, or your eyes which are scanning these words. They seem as real as the waves of energy which we are all forced to emit. As real as our desire to have these emissions bounce back and return in perfect harmony.

There are those that say desire is our main problem as human beings. Others say something else, and still others say yadda yadda... I simply try to convince myself that I want for nothing, but I seem to be lying. These self-deceptions serve me well, and I exist for one more glorious day.

And so we conclude this message and pay the proper postage for its delivery.