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Luther is a typical entrepreneur. He works hard and diligently to become one of the most impressive. His unyielding desire allows him to have everything he could wish for but not even wishes are free. He fights the good fight as a good entrepreneur does, but backlash creeps its way into blatant terribliness. Two things everyone should remember about life are that some things can't be changed, and priceless things are hard to come by.

To satisfy you, I must hate myself. What choice do I make? To love you who has loved me, or to follow this destined fate. Another lifetime is one too many. Should I hide like the fruits I taste?

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Lucid dreaming sounds like something out of the occultic spiritual text, or even something out of a futuristic novel about the capabilities of our species. But it is something very real! Even old mainstream religious texts and modern science cannot deny its existence. It is a way to explore ourselves, and some speculate the entire universe. Many arguments exist on the capabilities of the dream world, but no one can argue that it doesn't exist. In this book, we will explore lucid dreaming and, most importantly, how to do it.

Tell me the story of when rain first met the ground—cold, wet, hard, sick. When drops painted the dryness in moisture that smelled of Heaven and made you choke, tell me how you touched the cold sky with tears of your own when she disappeared.

Am I evil striving for anglicism? I am a mind destined for imperfection. Trying to see my faults by discretely disrobing this disturbing delusion, yet delinquently dancing, parading excuses from my confusions. This mask is stifling, but there is no fighting it.

At this point, all we can do is hope that we will all one day find happiness by doing what we know to be good, which is possibly subterfuge, paying penance for our inhumanities, the mistakes it takes to grow as a person, as people, evolve as a species. Some are mechanized as sheer predators, and others as sheer prey. Life, all life, seeks to survive. The mechanics of the mind is why we go to war. We are built to survive, love, feel, kill, eat, prey, and play. The cosmic recipe of our existence copulates the need for war.

This is not a love poem! Can you figure out what it's about?