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Dawn mesh now yetIn a triumph of something over something else, I will now reveal the hidden truths behind my words. Let us replay my statements backwards, and this hidden code will show us The Way:iiiiiiiI aam noott ai croooaak. No, not intriguiging enough. Let's try something a trifle more petty. Let's try upside downwards: Canst thou driectest mine eyes unto the eyes of mine enemy, that I might stare slightly downwards and annoy her? No. Definitely not. We will endeavor to make sense and lose this stream of consciousness garbage with which I attempt to entertainle. I will tell you about Ned. Ned is a friend of mine. Met him a couple weeks back. Saw him shudder in abject fear, and I though to myself, "Luke," since when I talk to myself I call me Luke. I won't tell you why. It's personal. Has to do with the wrath of Our Lord and eternal punishments and so forth. All right, I admit it, I'm lying. Our Lord would never punish me for no good reason. Our Lord is kind. Our Lord is just. Our Lord will show mercy on me one of these days if I keep kissing up like this. Otherwise, I get the headaches. The headaches make it easier for me to hear the voices. I don't want to hear the voices. They scare me and make me do things. Sometimes, one of the voices takes over entirely and makes me one of the voices. I don't like those times. I always have to clean up careful after. I would've liked to be Emperor. Then I'd get all the nookie I wanted. Alloni for Emperor! Don't want to think don't have to think thinking hurts my moobie-bone. Have to Work! In the meantime, here's some relaxing hold music.
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