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knife eyes, splinter veins, glass and concrete chunks, rubber-bands and pencil shavings, the odor of traffic and swamp. Empty energy, black mass, dust and smoke and the rush of progress and death. Fear is fabrication, we know the truth and have always had access to it. It is universal and free to those whom sacrifice themselves to it. This is just a dot, always happening now and here. You can be here or you can be anywhere else. End the cycle, destroy the loop, eat feedback. Give us your brains.
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