While it may seem logical
To put a hole in your head
So that the struggling sculptor
Inside will stop chiseling
Bone fragments from your skull,
Eventually intending to break
Through just the same, logic
Is only a program written
To deal with the mistakes
Of the past, in the present.
There's a trick:
Conceit.
Conceal yourself,
Concentrate.
Conceive a cutthroat,
Control his every move.
Conquer the creator.
Concatenate every
Concept,
Conflate them all.
Condense yourself.
Condemn yourself.
Contradict yourself.
Conform
Contumaciously,
Confuse.
Conclude.
Congratulations.
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