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June 14, 2005 - 6 When I saw him land next to me, I felt slightly enraptured, as I should. I became dopey, like I do when I think about the virtual relationship with animals. I had the idea that it's possible that nothing else exists except butterflies. Because maybe, butterflies are daemons who can transform themselves into anything they wished to be, and so they create my surroundings with their bodies. I discovered this idea is terrifying to me.
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