Ben: It is my worry, and my great concern that lies in and for those who are so incredibly desensitized that they are more appalled by those certain biological acts that (we) are intrinsically compelled to engage in, rather than those apparent evils that occupy presuppositions, those misconceptions that are prevalent and that are running rampant, and the great apathy that seems to plague our youth and the current generation; it is my great concern that we no longer appreciate free-thought, and/or the free-will that lends itself to the freedom of production (whether it be art or any of its derivatives), and no longer have the capacity to empathize. Amid decay, poverty, and the broken hearted, there is no room for the "blind", or the "deaf".
Ben: I poured myself out for her, and she looked to me and said, "Do what makes you happy." The torn and broken manifestation that pulled at my face, and that furrowed my brow, was then swept away, effortlessly, by her kind and endearing words. "Do you mean: Dance, and then frolic about before tumbling and then summersaulting amongst a frenzy of stardust and glitter that I so happen to be in possession of, by the handful?" "Exactly; and I will fully support you in your decisions."
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