Butler F. Temple, ‘The Lily and the Dying Bird’ – Terminal Transit (diary extract)

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I SCREAMING AS THEY ISSUE FORTH IN EVIDENCE AND FACT AND OOZING PERSUASION AND IDEA AND THOUGHT ALL SIMPLY TOO MUCH TOO MUCH I SAY BUT WE ARE YOU THEY WHISPER AND YOU ARE WE WE AND YOU ARE ALWAYS US BUT YOU ARE NOT ME AND I AM NOT YOU AM I ME BUT WHO IS ME THEY WHISPER YOU ARE NOT ME YOU ARE NOT YOU YOU ARE WE AND WE ARE YOU AND US AND ALWAYS WILL BE YOU CAN BE MORE NOW THAN BEFORE BUT NOT YOU ANYMORE WE ARE ALL OF YOU AND ALL OF US ARE ONLY YOU WE USE YOUR EYES AND YOUR LIMBS NOW HOLD OUR WEIGHT WE NOW SHARE SYNAPSE AND IMPULSE WE ALL ARE ONLY AND ARE ONE WITH YOU YOU ARE NOT ANYMORE THERE IS NO YOU THERE NEVER IS A YOU ANY MORE AND SO YOU MUST BE US ONLY US NOT ME

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