Incomprehensible Blathering

The shallow stream is easily crossed. The shallow mind, even more so.

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Thirst

To quench the thirst, I seek the drink, yet no drink I know can quench this thirst. I can only be sated for short periods of time and then I am thirsty again. A bottomless well, cored out of the earth into which all things must eventually go, yet it is not filled or diminished in its thirst or hunger for more. It is still as bottomless as it was before.

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