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If we are what we eat and we keep eating it, are we cannibals?






(It's just possible that I need more sleep in my life.)

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So I was concerned with the things I've been so concerned about--can I find a job, how will I eat, will I ever find true happiness in this vale of tears--all the usual mundane concerns. But in the dream there was a difference: it was all a game, I knew it was a game, and I had a pretty good idea what some of the rules were. So I could make jokes with the other players in the treehouse as I took my game piece and plotted my next move, free from worry about how it would all turn out because, after all, it was a game we were all playing, it was meant to be fun.