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  1. I Never Think About It All That Much

    I never think about it all that much, being there instead of here. Outside instead of inside. Theyíre both the same to me. What purpose does it serve to contemplate where or when or what? Iím here, itís now, I am what I am. That was the problem, I was suddenly pulled somewhere else. I found myself at the focal point of a cosmos that was swirling about me. The pull of its billions and billions of worlds was trying to distract the motes of my being into dispersing throughout the ancient universe. ...