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Service Interruption↯~↯~↯*{[BEEEPPP]}*↯~↯~↯TZXCHTZK↯~↯~↯* / Please stand↯~~↯TZXCHTZK↯ / ☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣☣by.
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Mar 4, 2021
Sir Cue Larman Truh*"And now-- / **every** now-- / I Am **Here**.
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Aug 26, 2014
#1 Song of 2499 {Prelude}... and all of Life's questions were set to be answered, from "Why are we here?" and "Why should we care?" to "Why don't he love me?" and "What should I wear?" and / "Where is my father?" and / "Can I kiss my daughter?" and
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Aug 20, 2014
♡ --^- ♫***sgwoosh_ --^-_Sgwoosh_--^-_sgwooshiver_♡ --^-_Sgwoosh_--^-_sgwoosh-quiver_♡ --^-_Sgwoosh_--^-_♡ / *** / *An abstraction of Life
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May 27, 2014
Subject X's Archival Journal: A Full Stop?*[Note: Subject X's accounts contain no record of a proper name. / The following is Subject X's first entry and is believed to have been written shortly after the Time Anomaly began]* / **A Full Stop?**
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Jan 28, 2014
Subject B's (Robbie Wilson) Archival Journal: Pgs. 287-289 (1958)*[Note: Not one of Subject B's 17,891 journal entries found / mention anything about **Why** Time itself had stopped. / Refer to Subject X's Archival Journal: Chapter 16
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Jan 13, 2014
Entropy Reduction Units (or Poets, Bards & Thieves)Life and non-Life are part of a system-- a "*system-like*" system, but one nonetheless. / Where Entropy's that which is hidden from us-- / and Information without meaning is total chaos.
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Jan 12, 2014
Pain Loop Stasisaligned **T**hought; / cowardice un**W**ound. / see red **I**'s
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Jan 11, 2014
Spoon-Fed FeedbackMagnetic sounds abound, reboundandresoundinglyastound within the / subsonic harmonic; / a melodic tonic sprung from the atomic phonic fountain of uncertain sonic frolic.
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Jan 10, 2014
An Open Letter To Love (or How I Learned To Stop Worrying & Understood Now Is All There Is)Dear Love, / How dare you? Keeping me in the dark for so long... Blinding me with expectations, toying with my Ego, leaving me to fend off Fear-- and all for what? So I could grow? So I could see beyond this world of illusion-- beyond the farce of fame, the unending stroke of Time, the loneliness of pain, the screeching void of darkness? How dare you? / How dare you break the comfort of the weak man I'd learned to be? Stripping off the habits from my body-- only to send them back in a tighter, sexier dress. Replacing the sweet nectar of oblivion with the sweeter taste of empty knowledge. Giving me false hope so I could see hope as false... How dare you give me life and just as swiftly take it back?
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Jan 21, 2013
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