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Seemingly out of nothing small sounds of a beginning are popping and plucking in the pool of my thoughts atoms of observation in the infinite void of my mind my universe in the multiverse intersecting image- particles that connect to coherent thoughts I knead, mix and bend them until they smile or I let them burst for a new beginning
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Jan 3, 2025
Jan 3, 2025 at 5:15 AM UTC
Popping and plucking
Seemingly out of nothing small sounds of a beginning are popping and plucking in the pool of my thoughts atoms of observation in the infinite void of my mind my universe in the multiverse intersecting image- particles that connect to coherent thoughts I knead, mix and bend them until they smile or I let them burst for a new beginning
Collection "New Ago"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jan 3, 2025
Jan 3, 2025 at 5:15 AM UTC
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