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Fried brains and Sam

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Corey King
During transport, I had a moment to reflect on my lofty dreams of escape, and how — despite a string of follies — I was about to try and destroy physical reality. Me, some...
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Thank you, and good luck

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Corey King
This may well be the last article I ever write for the Manitoban. And while I didn't say everything I wanted to say, I hope that I said something that struck one of you...
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Fried brains and Sam

By
Corey King
As I went in no particular direction, for no particular reason, sifting and sloshing my mass of formless molecules through some kaleidoscope reality, I was reminded of a song by this guy I'd met...
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Sacred Portal

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Corey King
Nothing is stable . . . Not a thought, nor whim, nor prayer. Too many inexpressible feelings. I stomp the ground. Ahh there it is . . . stability. I stomp again. And again. Reality frays. Nothing is...
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Fried brains and Sam

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Corey King
Being whizzed through realities in a trillion tiny pieces at the speed of thought is an indescribable experience. Think about it for a moment and you may remember it, though I'm doubtful. But think...
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Corey King
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Fried brains and Sam

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Corey King
I vanished once before — when I was first given my place in Heaven. Despite my babbling fear, the young man who processed me was totally unsympathetic to my plight. At the time I...
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