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  Thank you for reading (and experiencing) The Oxygen Age; snippets from a world that may or may not exist. It has been fun and enlightening to fill it with musings and rambles. I, however, really have been missing the sweet simplicity of the good, stupid, idealistic warm glow of a homemade video, of a small humble tv screen and the sound of old songs; so... See you in The Telephone and Television Age 

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Why must we always ignore the pure, honest certainties of our souls? Why must we take them for suggestions, the ones considered last? How come a child knows life and its direction, the definite road, and I did not? And I ridiculed it all, and I left it stale and untouched; I kept it and I did not touch it, and it was everything, and it was all I ever needed. I am certain, and damn me if I dare doubt. Damn me if I look at anything other than what was always there, always, always, always. 

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