He wonders, suddenly, and perhaps not FOR the first time, how that movement of theirs ever got accepted as a faith. He can't imagine faith without magic. It's an atheist view. It feels real damn empty.
"He couldn't live your way," He says. He states it as simple fact. "THERE'S SO MUCH WHAT ALL TO SEE. Things up and to get an experience on for. TO NOT HAVE AT FOR SUCH..." He shakes his head. It's a desolate existence. He'd rather never to exist at all. "It's much more motherfucking beautiful this way," He insists.
He continues to blend away at line between the two pictures. "SHE SHOULD TRY IT. Just motherfucking once," He says lower. "YOU AIN'T NEED POWER ALL FOR IT. Step outside and feel, that's all what a motherfucker's got at to do."
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"He couldn't live your way," He says. He states it as simple fact. "THERE'S SO MUCH WHAT ALL TO SEE. Things up and to get an experience on for. TO NOT HAVE AT FOR SUCH..." He shakes his head. It's a desolate existence. He'd rather never to exist at all. "It's much more motherfucking beautiful this way," He insists.
He continues to blend away at line between the two pictures. "SHE SHOULD TRY IT. Just motherfucking once," He says lower. "YOU AIN'T NEED POWER ALL FOR IT. Step outside and feel, that's all what a motherfucker's got at to do."