building me a compass
Me I'm building a compass. Not to know where the North, what goes. It turns out that I no longer trust at the fixed points, I am increasingly convinced that there are and if there are not real, are imagined. So if you imagine it, trust me more than my imagination that the "provisions" which are of a rigid ... My compass does not work with fixed points, but by magnetic fields. Not only magnetic fields there is more still do not understand, but I begin to sense, and you know that my imagination is slow but capable of going far. A brutal fuel.
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