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Bride Snuggles, Crafting My Next Book, Logic, Reason, and Government, The Shackles of Circumstance, Freedom

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By Anson Ross Thompson
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Bride Snuggles, Crafting My Next Book, Logic, Reason, and Government, The Shackles of Circumstance, Freedom

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"The most important kind of freedom is to be what you are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You relinquish your ability to feel and put on a mask in exchange. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first." — Jim Morrison I was freezing last night; my usual sweats and no-shirt attire had me snuggling with my wife; we were under the blankets.
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Passion and the Clarity of Hatred, Three Degrees Above Zero, Living in the Clouds, Dank Empty Rooms

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"Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms shuttered and dank.
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