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All too often the red hearts want to pick a side , to live within a smaller moment than the one that we are all living in. I talk to people sometimes and it seems that they long for nature but refuse to know all of it. Even though I balk at it too, perfection is supremely violent and perfection is only balance. We seem to pick up words like 'harmony' and picture scenes of birds tying ribbons into snow white's hair and feel sad that it can't happen. But reality could never be so static, otherwise it would all die and fall. Equilibrium is kept by the energy of opposites in conflict. The world is perfect- violence is the answer.
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