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In Chaos there is organization. Always a little calm. Like a nuke explosion. When all hell is breaking loose there is but a tiny breeze and a ray of sunshine to bring relief and beauty to it all. Just imagine walking alone down a nice trail when u r attacked by a grizzly that immediately tears into your body tearing skin and flesh from bone. while part of you is on the ground in a puddle of your own blood hoping in ends. You feel a wonderfully chill breeze to ease your pain. Then you die.