The non-linearity of my consciousness creates an intricate web of referencees. This web I can navigate with the speed of a spider; as I know my own web, but others do not. I have met only one who's streams of intelligence match my own in such a way that she is able to know what I am thinking. It is an amazing thing, this telepathy. This complexity, I don't call it a short attention span. I call it bifurcation. As I live and breathe I twist and fly and navigate my thoughts.
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