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turn into a tight ball stand over the gravity ball allow me to melt into it down.... down.... enter the space and see the bright light this place and that place is the same just, we are on an existence thwarted by human vision we see what the space threads permit but there's something beyond this there is more than this, it can be felt in the melting it's only molecules in the fray small electric bursts in mauve and orange flickers I am nearly ready for moulting, which needs to occur I am afraid but I push forth into the bright light
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
bright light
turn into a tight ball stand over the gravity ball allow me to melt into it down.... down.... enter the space and see the bright light this place and that place is the same just, we are on an existence thwarted by human vision we see what the space threads permit but there's something beyond this there is more than this, it can be felt in the melting it's only molecules in the fray small electric bursts in mauve and orange flickers I am nearly ready for moulting, which needs to occur I am afraid but I push forth into the bright light
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
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