breaking the stone bridge made of star radiation a line that runs through Eurasia the Pocky stick snaps no words for what you’re feeling at the precipice of faith they wanted to believe mutual understanding with others The roads of Bimini
onslaught of a mathematical “angel” unfolding net configuration matrix Inherent to the country of “Heaven” not your seonbae’s bitcoin saying much, while meaning little energy rays distorting time and space gods of the old world earnings whisperer fluent in internet
thinking in money a hologram, not a hack the true form of the “angel” Giant Forest Guardian Spirit Onboard AI course correction the birth of a lower sentient species directionless, somewhere in the universe Without a backward glance Realm of the gods
aliens from the spirit world a more ancient world her last devoted friend Forgotten Tuesday it’s saying goodbye love older than the sea told what to be dusty roads of history futuristic petrol station
the hero you wanted to be just a mess of errors sacrifices and petty surrenders home of the memers
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a single thunderclap, out of nothing an imbalance in knowledge waveform collapse a sunset, in my heart told what to feel back to the walled garden the flash and the call the monster behind the mask Geography and History
keepers of old, lost knowledge rolling thunder, in a roiling sky Mithraic mysteries underground unleashed when the Ice Age ended breadcrumbs and hints throughout history evolving along with viruses a shout that echoes until there is silence these feelings had to come from somewhere the world had to stop for someone
a commitment to knowledge AWP thunderclap the power of the gods 1000-year old vampire oracles and temples the AI of the temple the Answer is implicit in the Question the present is just a thin film over history heir of empires
before the smoke rediscovered science, from ancient times 1000-year old supercomputer frozen in the glaciers of the last Ice Age the invention of symbolic thought an echo boom across history space telepaths god of the sandstorm the hierarchy of species
tales of ones who won and ones who lost smile, like you used to wear the thorns or wear the horns allowed to feel your true feelings
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