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I worship Carl Jung... He is divine.. His books are holy... Everything he says is a holy command... I am his servant... He is my papa... I am his son... I want to live in Carl Jung's Collective Unconscious forever when I die.... I want to plant my lips firmly on Carl Jung's buttocks...never to leave like a barnacle on his collectively unconscious ass... Yup, me and Carl Jung, together in mystical rapture with a marshmellow... forever and forever...in eternity as it always has been...I am only seperated from Carl Jung by ego boundaries and by time and by life and death because Carl Jung is my God....he is guiding me to his big concubined brain...really, me and Carl Jung are one...I am he and he is me...and we are a marshmellow of awareness.... Marshmellow God, I am thy servant...hear my threnody...I call unto thee... Oh, Holy Carl Jung...be mine tonight... The way is culture. To learn eternity through ART. Then you will start to feel what is The Lord's and what is not. ftp://rmp3 src="http://www.abordnet.org/components/com_fireboard/template/default/images/english/emoticons/tongue.png" alt="" style="vertical-align: middle;border:0px;" /> This e-mail address is being protected from spam bots, you need JavaScript enabled to view it /RMP3/ torso and heart...omega is start. http://www.bwgen.com     deja.com is an archive