I woke up this morning thinking of the world, not myself, not my house, not mind control or the system that be, but just how strangely wonderful it is to live on a planet. I'm a bit worried, because when I get far away or expansive like that, it could be sign of a breakdown coming, but just moments like that, it's the reason we all become poets.

I woke up this morning thinking of the world, not myself, not my house, not mind control or the system that be, but just how strangely wonderful it is to live on a planet. I'm a bit worried, because when I get far away or expansive like that, it could be sign of a breakdown coming, but just moments like that, it's the reason we all become poets.

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