The Statue of Limbo Nation

In essence:  The amount of time you can limbo before you have to fall down.

The "Statue" itself is crumbling into dust as you read this...

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There is no recompensense for this loss - it is inevitable.  You must understand the context. 

It is this way with everything.  All that is hard is actually soft and vice versa.  The complexities of the universal constant beleaguers our science with unanswerables, and these questions plague our thoughts with images of everything and nothing all at the same time.

We are all looking for answers, but we must embrace the questions while we still have them, because truth can be very slippery when dealing with the infinite nature and propagation of carnal knowledge.

Change in Perspective: A Habitual Liar and Lover of Beauty

Being in truth, so false that you faulter in your step, floundering along in aesthetics, while ignoring the content.  You are the enemy of the state, and you are my friend, fellow citizen of Limbo Nation.

Let us go out and propagate our knowledge of the carnal in celebration of our bohemianess, and let us not faulter in living true - the ways of our brothers and sisters, and mothers and fathers.

But also, let us not forget the many who have fallen to the science of convention and standardardization.  It is to them that we owe our lives of comfort and safety, and it is to them that we must appeal in order for the dialogue to continue, so that we all may survive free.

Alternate Ending...

Let us go out and propagate our knowledge of the carnal in celebration of our bohemianess, and let us not faulter our step, but instead, follow with determination the precepts of our brothers and sisters.

But also, let us not forget the many who have fallen to the science of convention and standardardization.  To them we must stay solidly devoted to their future liberation.  For us it is a non-negotiable prerequisite to ensure that not one of our lost bretheren is left behind, although the end impact of our effort may indeed leave us wanting...   and crushed. 

For to flirt with the devil is to allow yourself lateral movement into the abyss of moral uncertainty, and ultimately - death of the mind~soul.