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cycle in me and the everything cycles. And it's not me anymore because I will be gone. I will have left it. And I will no longer be in this world. But the material, the matter that my body is made out of, seems to me criminal, a crime against nature to not let it go back into circulation. Do you realize that Rebecca, we are made of atoms that were in the ground and before they were in the ground, the planet itself coalesced from stardust? And I've talked long enough. I'm sitting with all my mood lighting in my shack, talking on a microphone. KX2, CW, all the numbers to all my hands. All the numbers really. KX2.