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ᅠ ᅠ (its) own, sources prior to ᅠ divinity: the raw, agonizing facts ᅠ byproducts of is-ness. ᅠ

ᅠ One rules, the foundation of all human understanding as it is, is the basis of generalization and induction and ultimately, deduction. Their existence is language and they are constrained by their own tongues. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ she's orbiting around him, pausing ᅠ every now and then to poke at ᅠ his forehead. Or transmutate liquid ᅠ from within his can, through his ᅠ can, to have the blobs float into ᅠ her mouth. * 🫧 ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ it went 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 her. yet the very ᅠ components of the can' material ᅠ being bubbled up themselves into ᅠ tiny little aluminum orbs. She ᅠ poked them around. Poked one ᅠ right onto his face. ᅠ “ Nothing. * 🫧 ” ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠi am life. i am death. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠi am awake. i am asleep. * 🫧 ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ“ There is no definition for me. ᅠ but I am 𝘵𝘩𝘦 axiom. I think you ᅠ in particular are at the irony of ᅠ a dreamer. it's entertaining. ᅠ i must interact with you further. ” ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ i will look for you. ᅠ listen for your name. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ there you are. * 🫧 ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠof course you do. there could never ᅠever be another me, even if you ᅠI am like 𝘵his. I'd like to believe, ᅠI was your last embrace. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ a once upon a dream. but I guess, ᅠ that never happened. someone ᅠ else out there — needs me now. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠthe stars are falling. ᅠi think we'll sleep above them. ᅠ

he who bore the weight of countless sins for the sake of all that he cherished. (credit for art: ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ NOVA ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ OBLITAᅠ ᅠ ᅠ)