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  • Jesus, it's all an obfuscating scam-sham. All these miniscule squabbles and posturings: Tax Rule Wizards! Create your own Tax Rules. Seriously. Seriously? Seriously.

    All just a game to ladder over you. You wanna keep moving forward? You better play the game. Better than everyone else.

    These are free form cells which can be altered to meet your needs.

    Taxes are the brawny arms of power. Whether through arms or through brains. Whatever convinces you to give it up. Bleeding heart? Think about it. Accountant? Add it up.

    The rabid, massive scourge. Like me, hate me... just gimme.

    Do you remember what it was to sit by a brook enveloped in greens and browns? Owing nothing to the universe but your earnestness?
    Easy... easy... Shhh. It's gonna be alright. As long as we are warm and fed.


    Come here. Come into my arms.

    My warm, strong arms—I will hold you home. I will hold you until the summer blondes the dragonfly. I will hold you midst ferns and toads.

    And build a castle to our love.
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