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time will grind these words into the sand thoughts will join the detritus of solar winds the inevitability of a reckoning is yet to be realized for there is no stasis only chaos and entropy we exist only within the parameters of a porous fabric of time which in itself is only the figment of an imagination of a universe unawares that it is only temporal subject to the forces that slowly dissolve castles made of sand only to be swallowed up by a rising tide and swept out to the sea
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Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
Caring Only Supports The Illusion
time will grind these words into the sand thoughts will join the detritus of solar winds the inevitability of a reckoning is yet to be realized for there is no stasis only chaos and entropy we exist only within the parameters of a porous fabric of time which in itself is only the figment of an imagination of a universe unawares that it is only temporal subject to the forces that slowly dissolve castles made of sand only to be swallowed up by a rising tide and swept out to the sea
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Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
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