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Pride brought brother Lucifer down to rest on my left shoulder. Prometheus must be in my blood. That thorn in my right side feels like an ulcer. And I have summoned Sisyphus to dwell within my bones-- or else I could not stand up straight. Fruit of the vine reignites holy joy and holy hate.
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Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC
Dionysus Reborn
Pride brought brother Lucifer down to rest on my left shoulder. Prometheus must be in my blood. That thorn in my right side feels like an ulcer. And I have summoned Sisyphus to dwell within my bones-- or else I could not stand up straight. Fruit of the vine reignites holy joy and holy hate.
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30/Here, Now
Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC
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