I am just ashamed that mommy won't buy me a pony! Doesn't she get that I am me? I am me! Hey! I am so ashamed of you, mommy! Buy me my pony and my i-phone and my ... And do it now! Worship me! Pray to my greed! Worship my identity, because it's my identity! Give up truth! And give me what I want!
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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