Plato did it, so I can as well. Extending thoughts about things unknown, things unheard of before this time. Getting inspiration from those like Socrates and refusing to preach it. I shall ponder for hours, letting words and numbers flood my mind. I'll encode my dreams and decipher them on paper. Then I will burn it and leave it forgotten. My life will become that of a journal; recording my entirety on its pages, that is, until I get bored. I'll store it on a shelf high above my bed and sleep soundly under its words. Once I wake up, I will go to grab my journal, only to find it missing. Where could the damned thing of gone?
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