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The stars we observed in the winter night sky were dead long before their light reached us. We would be dead long before our calls for help would reach whatever ears were open beyond those stars, yet beyond those stars were the only ones who would listen.
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is this living
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your god is violent.
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epochwarden proslijedio/la je Tweet
'we love the sea because it's where we come from we fear it because we left so long ago', I say suddenly, startling myself, and the waitress
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AT THIS POINT I WISH THE VOID WOULD SCREAM BACK ITS BEEN SEVERAL CENTURIES HASNT IT LEARNED TO SPEAK YET?
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epochwarden proslijedio/la je Tweet
I am interested in:
men
women
the cold embrace of deathPrikaži ovu nitHvala. Twitter će to iskoristiti za poboljšanje vaše vremenske crte. PoništiPoništi -
AN ANGEL OF ENTHALPY, BURNING SIN WITH RIGHTEOUS FLAME AN ANGEL OF ENTROPY, CACKLING INTO EMPTY SPACE AS ASHES SPREAD THROUGH THE COSMOS
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the air here is caustic. the smell of your decomposing respiratory system oddly reminds you of home as your eyes close. too much will kill you, but just a whiff is refreshing.
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the hum of sodium street lamps broken by a gunshot and shattered glass, the scent of blood washed away with stagnant water from puddles in the parking lot. this is the way it is now.
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epochwarden proslijedio/la je Tweet
i have evolved
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It's not the silence, there were always moments of that; it's the quiet. You can feel another body nearby, a warm static that seeps into all the senses, never intruding. Like walking into a room and knowing when a tube TV is turned off without seeing it, you miss the background.
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this is not My home
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your stoic nature began to show through your skin. every thing you ate tasted like gravel. the colors of the world began to shift to grayscale. getting out of bed every morning became a struggle as your unflinching bones became aggregate. it was all exhausting.
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How to tell an angel from a devil: splash water on them. In contact with holy flesh, dewdrops form mandalas, patterned crystal lace; on contact with unholy flesh evaporates
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One of these days I’ll wake up at the beginning of this story. One day I’ll stop choosing to tell it over and over again.
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the plague isn’t so bad once you get used to the skittering across the floor, the gnawing in the framework, the smell of rotting relatives, the crazed ravings of those who have yet to succumb, the constant reassurance from those behind locked doors that salvation is nearing
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epochwarden proslijedio/la je Tweet
That describes all of our gods.
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epochwarden proslijedio/la je Tweet
An astronaut retreats from the moon base, becomes the first off-world hermit. Praying to a god cobbled together from silver dust and stars
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The producers lost contact with Contestant 5 after three weeks. His campsite was abandoned, with a crude effigy of a man and a tripod. They found a tape in the effigy’s mouth. It was just footage of sunrises. One thousand, nine hundred and five sunrises.
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deep down i know that the end is inevitable. the place i sit and watch from is growing colder. the light rarely reaches here any longer.
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if you are listening, describe the sunrise where you are. i’ve not seen mine in months.
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