We are the labyrinth from which there is no exit. Every exit a shut door, chained, containing us in a hallway leading only deeper into our own neurosis. Desperate to climb out of our skulls yet with no head lamps we are left to spin, dizzily, until we tip. We simply cannot get far enough away from ourselves. Even flight to another solar system incapable of severing the bridge, stubborn, impressively constructed, between brain and thought.
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