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hey do you have IG?

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People don't understand the universe isn't human, she doesn't have a voice. She speaks in your senses. She whispers in the winds and points through patterns. Alerts in temperature and stares at you in the silence. She screams and screams and screams with everything you experience, and most just shrug it off. She doesn't want to be ignored and can't help you if that's what you choose. Her children have abandoned her and she's breaking. An explosion is coming soon, and the fabric of reality will rip at the seams of its destruction. Salvation will be found on islands of sharp attention and love without alternate motive.

Midnight thoughts

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