on a Milky Way chase
i'm close to the center now
i'm pulled in sooner than expected
as if i am being ushered
on approach to Sagittarius A*
light striations straighten out
like a two-point perspective starting
and ending with me
and starting and ending with a point
i cannot see
in a flash of chrome light
i am taken to a large room
there are walls that look staggered
and painted in Vantablack
they twist in and out of each other
into patterns i can't track
into patterns i can't
into patterns i can
into patterns
STOP LOOKING!
i turn away
i spot a figure phasing in
like sheets of tracer paper
stacking up on each other
I say, angrily,
"you!"
"had trouble finding me?
how? i'm everywhere!"
"nah this is an origin module.
you're at least partially here.
i can affect you"
"oh yeah? i dare-"
before they can finish
i send a symphony of mockingbirds
it pushes them into a wall
of spiraling fractals
"how dare you!
i was at your start.
i can give you an end!"
they float forward
violently raising a hand
and before they can drop it
i call a ****** of crows to hold it up
and a pack of rabid wolves
to bind their legs
shouting
"i am your machinations
risen to meet you!"
i lift my hands
and an ocean rises around us
i twist the weeds around their throat
and beckon whales to scream in their ears
they shake it all off
"you're pathetic.
so are the rest of you."
and with a single flip of their finger
i get blown back into a wall
i can't pull free
i'm done
but with a final rebellious effort
i raise a finger to them
"what's that?"
"everything you didn't think of"
i say, unloading the round
there is a sound
of the rush of a trillion forsaken souls
finding their own way
making their fates
meeting their destinies
despite being made
to be a reflection
of nothing they understand
the round hits
exits as a rabble of butterflies
and the figure shatters
i watch the pieces fall
they sound like glass
i'm pulled into many parts
each of them twisting into the wall
Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 11:41 PM UTC
on a Milky Way chase
i'm close to the center now
i'm pulled in sooner than expected
as if i am being ushered
on approach to Sagittarius A*
light striations straighten out
like a two-point perspective starting
and ending with me
and starting and ending with a point
i cannot see
in a flash of chrome light
i am taken to a large room
there are walls that look staggered
and painted in Vantablack
they twist in and out of each other
into patterns i can't track
into patterns i can't
into patterns i can
into patterns
STOP LOOKING!
i turn away
i spot a figure phasing in
like sheets of tracer paper
stacking up on each other
I say, angrily,
"you!"
"had trouble finding me?
how? i'm everywhere!"
"nah this is an origin module.
you're at least partially here.
i can affect you"
"oh yeah? i dare-"
before they can finish
i send a symphony of mockingbirds
it pushes them into a wall
of spiraling fractals
"how dare you!
i was at your start.
i can give you an end!"
they float forward
violently raising a hand
and before they can drop it
i call a ****** of crows to hold it up
and a pack of rabid wolves
to bind their legs
shouting
"i am your machinations
risen to meet you!"
i lift my hands
and an ocean rises around us
i twist the weeds around their throat
and beckon whales to scream in their ears
they shake it all off
"you're pathetic.
so are the rest of you."
and with a single flip of their finger
i get blown back into a wall
i can't pull free
i'm done
but with a final rebellious effort
i raise a finger to them
"what's that?"
"everything you didn't think of"
i say, unloading the round
there is a sound
of the rush of a trillion forsaken souls
finding their own way
making their fates
meeting their destinies
despite being made
to be a reflection
of nothing they understand
the round hits
exits as a rabble of butterflies
and the figure shatters
i watch the pieces fall
they sound like glass
i'm pulled into many parts
each of them twisting into the wall
