Every thought you indulge in,
every reading you choose to have
or discussion you lend your ear, then your tongue, to,
Every movement of your body in space,
all of this inexorably colors your soul on the surface, and, through repetitions and automatisms that are created, comes to infuse its deeper parts,
Ruminations, yet-another-miracle-solution book or show, participation in gossip,
you become all of this,
so be vigilant, at every moment.

Yep. I should have been a hermit…
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