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------My parents met and succumbed to their animal passions... more than once, either that or it was the alien thing. Many months were spent floating in a bag replenished with urine, fortunately (by some opinion) my gills kept me from drowning. One day there were bright lights and pain and ever since then it has been a struggle to stay fed.
------The early years were idyllic. Things got worse. Then there was school. And falling in love. Nazism. Communism. Drugs. Occultism. Jism.
------I woke up one day and realized, despite my best efforts, I was growing old. Buddhism.
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