Sta.sh
Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world.
Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and
increase, always sex,
Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of
life.
To elaborate is no avail, learn'd and unlearn'd feel that it is so.
Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well
entretied, braced in the beams,
Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical,
I and this mystery here we stand.
Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not
my soul.
Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.
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Joy 
too!
Now I just gotta sell a kidney so I can buy one of those many Master balls!
Do you mean one of my customized master balls or just the toys? Because if you mean the toys you're reeeeally not missing out on much. They're really flimsy and they pop apart too easily. I fact, the whole reason I decided to start gluing them shut and customizing them was because I was so sick of them.
