Der Verstand macht frei! Everyone is in a line. We are going through places and times. Standstill but moving in ordered chaos. All kind of things we experience at once. We are pilgrims of time. We are part of a current of faith. We are turning the inside to outside and outside to inside. We squeeze present, future, past in a moment it has no place. We compress earth and universe in a point it has no mean. We are pilgrims of our minds playing with space and time. Leave the line behind. We are pilgrims of our minds. Jump back in a black hole of time. Erase every trace of self restraint. We are pilgrims out of time. We are part of a current of faith. This trip as a gate out of our logic world. It makes you insane. Dreadful feeling about being just a dream is a response of artificial time and space. We are pilgrims of our minds playing with space and time. Leave the line behind. We are pilgrims of our minds. Jump back in a black hole of time. Erase every trace of self restraint. We are turning the inside to outside and outside to inside. We squeeze present, future, past in a moment it has no place. We compress earth and universe in a point it has no mean. All you need is faith in yourself!
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