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Created page with "'''Recover The Truth.ttp''' is a document found on the terminal in the 9-12 puzzle cluster. The Blue Note / Baley Steel User highlighted: You wanna know the truth about love? Nobody knows what they're doing. It's all improv, man. It's two million years of people muddling through. Prophets and messiahs and philosophers declare that love is what it's all about and we go yeah, that's right, and then we try and we fail and we hurt each other and we try again and we have..." |
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And you know the craziest part? You can go through all the **** that I did, end up with a body like an old rag and a brain full of holes, and still to your dying day you'll go yeah, it was love, love for my family, my friends, my music, and even my ******* ex-wife, it was all about love and every time I forgot that I ****** myself like a ******* moron. | And you know the craziest part? You can go through all the **** that I did, end up with a body like an old rag and a brain full of holes, and still to your dying day you'll go yeah, it was love, love for my family, my friends, my music, and even my ******* ex-wife, it was all about love and every time I forgot that I ****** myself like a ******* moron. | ||
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Revision as of 07:12, 16 June 2024
Recover The Truth.ttp is a document found on the terminal in the 9-12 puzzle cluster.
The Blue Note / Baley Steel
User highlighted:
You wanna know the truth about love? Nobody knows what they're doing. It's all improv, man. It's two million years of people muddling through. Prophets and messiahs and philosophers declare that love is what it's all about and we go yeah, that's right, and then we try and we fail and we hurt each other and we try again and we have moments of ******* transcendence and then we think with the wrong organ and we make a mess of everything and on it goes, forever and ever, amen.
And you know the craziest part? You can go through all the **** that I did, end up with a body like an old rag and a brain full of holes, and still to your dying day you'll go yeah, it was love, love for my family, my friends, my music, and even my ******* ex-wife, it was all about love and every time I forgot that I ****** myself like a ******* moron.