My child,Feel the dreamIts soft and fraying edgesTethered outside of time.Be glad of this rocky outpostAn explosion of life and colorIn the black vacuum of space.Revel in your awarenessAt the dim thoughts Bubbling up from nowhereThe pieces you call self.Resist… Continue Reading →
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