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We are as ants. We wander, forever in line with one another, none of us really sure where we are going, or why we should be there,but still we follow endlessly. But sometimes the monotonous pound of all our ignorant, marching feet becomes too much for me, and each step ricochets like a shock wave through my legs, as though the bones themselves were splintering with each toxic step. Sometimes the simplicity of the command, "Stay in the line," becomes more complicated than my mind can bear, and my senses become mixed and mingled until nothing makes sense anymore. At times like this I simply lay on the ground in the middle of the line and dare the others to either walk around me or step over me. The chaos caused by the simple action is so refreshing. It, by effect, causes each other person to either stop, stumble, jump or join me. And sometimes they lie down next to me and stay for a while before they rise again and continue their futile journey, and eventually the line circles back around and I realize that, for as long as I can remember, we have been walking in a circle.