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“With the truth that you have gone out of my life, This is also true: you never left my heart and mind. Always walking with me, every step, side by side, And each moment, I feel you beside. You’re gone, you’re gone, And you left in my soul, dark seams. You left in my soul, dark seams. And every night, I’m chasing you in my dreams. I’m chasing you in my dreams. Not to blame you, not to probe you, Neither do I want To show anger or insult you. Just to feel your love again, mmm, Just to feel your love again, One more time, Hold me in your hug for a while, If it’s the last time. To feel your touch again, I’m chasing you in my dreams. In that moment when time defies, To kiss you with deep, endless eyes. To see your face in moonlit beams, Every night, I’m chasing you in my dreams. Let’s come, sit down together, and compose again. Let’s try to write our story, this time without pain. There was only one last note misplayed In our love song. Otherwise, after all, To each other we belong. To make you hear my screams— Every night, I’m chasing you in my dreams. I’m growing tired, enough is enough. Leave me now, this bloody pain—let it end. In shadows deep, where nothing redeems, I seek the peace that silence redeems. But... Nothing’s going to change, It clearly seems. So... to die in your embrace, Every night, I’m chasing you in my dreams. So... to die in your embrace, Every night, I’m chasing you in my dreams. I’m chasing you in my dreams.”

“With the unknown, one is confronted with danger, discomfort, and care; the first instinct is to abolish these painful states. First principle: any explanation is better than none. . . . The causal instinct is thus conditional upon, and excited by, the feeling of fear. The "why?" shall, if at all possible, not give the cause for its own sake so much as for a particular kind of cause -- a cause that is comforting, liberating, and relieving.”

“With the upcoming Cybernetic Singularity, we are to externalize our individuated nervous systems, our minds, essentially fusing them into one Global Mind that we already share deep down anyway. What we share is the same immaterial 'non-local' source, the transcendental singularity, the hyperdimensional universal mind.”

“With the veil removed by the rending of Jesus' flesh, with nothing on God's side to prevent us from entering, why do we tarry without? Why do we consent to abide all our days just outside the Holy of Holies and never enter at all to look upon God? We hear the Bridegroom say, `Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice and thy countenance is comely.' (Song of Sol 2:14) We sense that the call is for us, but still we fail to draw near, and the years pass and we grow old and tired in the outer courts of the tabernacle. What doth hinder us? The answer usually given, simply that we are `cold,' will not explain all the facts. There is something more serious than coldness of heart, something that may be back of that coldness and be the cause of its existence. What is it? What but the presence of a veil in out hearts? A veil not taken away as the first veil was, but which remains there still shutting out the light and hiding the face of God from us. It is the veil of our fleshly fallen nature living on, unjudged within us, uncrucified and unrepudiated. It is the close- woven veil of the self-life which we have never truly acknowledged, of which we have been secretly ashamed, and which for these reasons we have never brought to the judgment of the cross. It is not too mysterious, this opaque veil, nor is it hard to identify. We have but to look in our own hearts and we shall see it there, sewn and patched and repaired it may be, but there nevertheless, an enemy to our lives and an effective block to our spiritual progress. This veil is not a beautiful thing and it is not a thing about which we commonly care to talk, but I am addressing the thirsting souls who are determined to follow God, and I know they will not turn back because the way leads temporarily through the blackened hills. The urge of God within them will assure their continuing the pursuit. They will face the facts however unpleasant and endure the cross for the joy set before them. So I am bold to mane the threads out of which this inner veil is woven. It is woven of the fine threads of the self-life, the hyphenated sins of the human spirit. They are not something we do, they are something we are, and therein lies both their subtlety and their power.”

“With the way music is going right now, it's difficult for an r&b singer to make real music. If it's not with a trap beat and you're not mumbling, no disrespect to all of the great artists out there doing what they're doing, I'm not hating, I'm just saying it's difficult for r&b singers right now to make quality music.”

“With the whip adequately cracked, the three of them formed an assembly line to fill each mold with dough and sweetened pineapple before pinching the edges together and placing the little cakes onto a cookie sheet that slid promptly into the oven. They crowded around to watch the squares turn golden until Waipo deemed them ready. She let them cool a touch before cutting one into thirds for them to taste. "They're hot," she cautioned. Andie took the smallest of bites. "Holy cow. This is incredible." The filling burned Charlie's tongue, but he had to agree. Waipo's pineapple cakes were the stuff of legend, and this particular batch tasted extra special. The crust was perfectly flaky, and the filling had hit that sweet spot of not too sugary and not too tart.”