'Stick to what you know' he says, begging the question, what do I know? I like hypnotism and magic and paranoia and cereal. They make me feel alive, but my actual knowledge of them is inexpressible at best. I do not believe in knowledge. There are only objects, there is no information. Knowledge is extrapolated from certain shapes and configurations of matter; it does not exist like they do. It is arbitrary. This is why I like cereal. Cereal is real.
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