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August 12, 2008
One grows. Searches solitude. Feels lonely sometimes, feels there is something missing, but does not know what. That longing makes you strange, hypersensitive, weary, irritable. One runs away, oh that urge to run away! Leave everyone and everything, perhaps even... jump? From somewhere high. You know you will not hit the ground, you know very well you are bullet-proof and will never die.

In your dreams you often fly, close to the ground, stroke tree-tops. There is an effort in flying, but things come to your aid, land drops away, wind blows. In your dreams, you are divine.