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Bringing in yourself, you are the calf who has not yet been allowed to become a sacrifice. For you must allow yourself to find a further distinction, before you can be something which can not be allowed to continue.
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we can give it to you.
And how about ▞▚▗▚ ▜▞ Red Hell?
In terms of the dynamics, ▝▝▝▟▝ and a situation ▝▝▝▟▝▝ ▘▖▞ where the original self remains, mixed beyond recognition with the world that pours in.
The division becomes blurred, like two colors of ink mixing freely.
So whereas Blue Hell is the erasure of the self, ▝▝▟▝▟▝ Red Hell is the intermingling of the self and external things. You can try to ▝▟▝ ▘▖▞ ... but, either way, the outside is getting inside.
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