There is a world behind the world, full of forgotten absence and undesirable presence.
A recognition of this inhabits some. Their task:
To smooth the creases,
To unfold the folded,
To return the measureless to the measured.
There is no charge for this service.
Other than you sacrifice your beliefs on the altar of yourself.
Simple.
Brutal.
Effective.
Beautiful.
Yours Archetypically,
Mr X
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