This transmission was intercepted, decoded and found to be completely irrelevant. The message was all jumbled up, utter insanity, completely lost to typical logic. Could this be the rantings of some madman lost to the influences of the post-Vietnam era, asking the strangest questions while providing vastly incoherent babble for answers. All this time so far, we've been lost to the gibberish before us, unable to find meaning in what we were reading until the voice told us to look inside and see that we had ignore that very insanity our entire lives. At that moment, the foreign message spoke of choice and how we all must make a choice for the rest of our lives. Almost as thought this voice of voicelessness was sitting inside our collective head, prodding our insanity from it's slumber. I could see it on the faces of those around me as this discordant message, once view as illogical, began to make sense. The proverbial light bulb clicked on, as the message did with me. Now it's your turn...it turns out that even the slightest brush with insanity can clear your mind and allow, if just for a second, for truly free thought

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p.s. The Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps...could be the best song ever, i'm just putting that out there.