I am a machine. Bone and sinew are my hydralics. Muscle, my gears. My heart and lungs a great engine that keeps it all going. Food and drink my fuel. My brain is the computer that coordinates it all. It sycronizes it to perfect harmony. It does it all in a blink of an eye. When I am running low on energy I eat and I sleep. I am in perfect harmony. Until I think.
Friday, August 15, 2003
Here it is, there it was, then it will be.
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