You are a god, the world spinning before you in the darkness between
the stars, a tiny blue marble, and you do not see the beauty of
it.  You strain yourself as hard as you can, trying to grasp the
meaning of your terrifyingly short life and, even when it stares
you in the face, screaming at you for attention, you do not hear.

You are that which seeks love, yet is afraid of giving up anything
for fear of it not being returned.

	- The Internet Oracle

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