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I think I am made of glue.

My interest coats what I notice with a

Rubber cement-like substance

It becomes mine forever, stretched,

But never to be completely loosened.

Perhaps this gives me a shape; I am not

Everywhere, so I must have a shape.

What governs the shape of my particular

Glue connections?

What 'forces' come to bear?

This is the Great Mystery!

And how do 'forces' come to bear?

And what are forces? Don't give me a definition......

Tell me what you know of force!

We are still in the territory in the Great Mystery!

Can i get an 'amen'?