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Be real careful with this torn page and be sure not to tear it more for once torn away it may, NO, WILL not stay as a part but be astray from this time till the day when the rest of this book is no longer in existence but then again by then we may not be here to notice if the page has been detached or not because it won't matter because we won't be here. And where will we be? It's plain to see if you want to. But then again, my reality only exists for me. And even those who seem to correlate with my perception of reality perceive theirs in a unique way. So why not rip this page out? Some may say that since it has already started to tear, why should we should we keep it from evolving into a completely missing thing because that is the order of nature. But some may also say that the page did not exist in the first place. But I have faith that, if left alone, this page and all of it's present contents documenting the preservation of this page may in the future help influence otherwise blatant tearers of torn pages by curtailing their thoughtless mutilation and reconsidering their actions from a reformatory standpoint - they would say to the rest of those in their awkward position, "Look Brethren, I did not tear it". How gleeful a countenance would be displayed as the awestruck onlookers observe in frenzied disbelief. A page. Just a page, you say. But by leaving it alone, you could help yourself rediscover your hidden humanity and finally come to grips with your violent tendencies brought about by repressed trauma encountered at a very early age. But if you simply cannot conquer your ripping fetish; go politely to your local art shoppe and purchase the finest paper in stock. Take the paper to a closet in your home and shut the door. Once comfortably situated, grasp hold of your pulpous folly and ever so gently rip it no more than an inch. Repeat this practice daily until every square inch of paper is handled. Remember, the larger the sheet you buy - the longer your ecstasy will last. After the paper has been properly torn and disposed of, consult professional help. But whatever you do, don't tear this page because I like it and have named it Carol and we are having dinner tonight. |
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