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Hi, Remember me? Back in 2005, I introduced the world to the Papercut Chronicles. Now I'm back from retirement to blow your mind once again. But what is a "mind?" Is it a simple conglomeration of neuron- transmutation? Or a dense emptiness where immortal dreams lay to die? Some say one's mind is a state, but is Pennsyltucky a state? No, not since 1985. One moon to the next, the selenophobic skies sparkle between the darkest of stars. Like the dance of an inanimate sparrow wallowing amidst the iridescent shadow, a marsupial fetus bellows beats across a melodic menagerie. And with a fleeting slothfulness, the silent sounds of an invisible mountain rise below the cloud forest. But if a forest makes a sound, does a fallen tree hear it? No one can know, except for those that do. For a cocoon of love is nothing if not a prison of sorrow. And out of love and sorrow, a callous confusion creeps into your conscious, germinating into the rhythms and harmonies never forgotten. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the Papercut Chronicles (part 2)