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August 23, 2011
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I'd heard of the Secret since I was a lad. Deep within the thorny underbrush, in the deepest part of the wood, there is a magical cave. So I pulled on my protection and one day sought it out.

And there it was: the cave. Flanked on either side with damp onyx-like masses--a smaller pair within a larger--the cave led to something unfathomable. And yet it wasn't the cave that drew my attention: it was the large slick protruberance about the mouth.

I climbed, with difficulty, to it. I rubbed its silky surface when--suddenly--an earthquake!