I’m going to count backward from three. When I reach one you will be awake.
One, waking….
We use the word HELLO as a means to greet others. I love to make new friends and learn other cultures.
Two, waking up….
HELL is the cycle of life represented by O. The combination in one word is a code. When we greet each other, we’re perpetuating the cycle of life by forming bonds, spreading out, procreating. We are trapped in the hell of recycled souls. Better not to talk, I think, and step out of this madness.
One, asleep.
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Reviewed by Kate Clifford
1/14/2004
Interesting thoughts expressed here. I enjoying observing other peoples thoughts :-)
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