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Dance on your retinas. Your brain inert,
A calm steals over you. Now feel its pulse,
So rapid, only intuition hears
It. Puzzles will unfold themselves; the One
Is speaking, you and all, all one.
The world of love and death and hate becomes
A passing dream, devoid of meaning. Now
Your soul at peace, go out and buy
Some cereal and soap, to keep your soul
In harmony with your electric god.
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