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« on: August 02, 2021, 07:38:09 am »
You have come, now make yourself content in our rapidly growing demiplane.
I offer only my essence, a lingering energetic reaction for you to base your realities and wishes upon.
Use this truth as honestly to yourself as you can try, you will lie to yourself just like you are now.
Why would you consider coming home so soon without the glass bottles to hold your educations?
Come to this place called again.
When we get to where we know Truth cannot follow we only see a warm blanket of hubris.
We shall be colder.
As palaces for ideologues of antiquities and far trailing scrolls we will always be blissful towards, love them for the lights they shine light the inner cave of selfish selflessness, a burgeoning concept to the sporadically placed Knights.
How goes the development? Is this something you can help me with? Do you have any help?
We can't go far without it. Here I am, still here, rotting in my own glasshouse full of blight. The Sun shines, it grows grass yet I cut it. Again it grows. I cut it. It grows. Again cut.
Grow
Cut
Grow
Cut
Grow
Cut
No insects live here.the moisture doesnt hold here.the soil is dry here.
When you cut out the little things eventually everything goes to shit. But you don't care. I can tell. I could tell more and I will.
I will therefore I am.
