The girl awakens.
Or so she thinks.
This time it is not voice that wakes.
This time it is its opposite.
She is awoken by the deep silence burrowing into her, filling her being.
It hurts.
Her eyes open.
They see nothing.
Yet there seems to me to be a key, a thing that turns this sense of deep into the warm serenity that rings. Ringing, it keeps, everything. All throughout.
Echoes.
echoes?
Emptying the brain.
Dissolving the thoughts.
wait
Disconnecting the mind.
oh no
becoming holistic
Oh, no no no
Something here is suspiciously bare.
this
What does it mean to mean what it does?
this is bad
liste to m3
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ade
be care
But is this it? is it really? where?
be careful, i think
Solitary, come find me. COnfined, we see what we think we see, not what it is that we are able to see. What else then could we do?
I
Are tour eyes the gate or the way. thein or the out, the place itself. perhaps?
i
What kind of maladaptivity do you htink we wanted this to be?
fear
Let me know what you think.
we
Hey.
found
What are you talking to?
him
Softness… Reverberatiung…
hold on
Whence.
imsory
THe girl i
rgrt
grtt ys
yes
getus’
s there, I think.
bbe streong
why
She lays on the floor, scared and afraid. The darkness is not welcoming. now but
It is not evil either. Evil is the name given to things that have not been known long enough to be told.
tjis might hutr
Then again there is the wrongness inherent in the beings of others/ That is the wrongness put thre by our observation, created by the hands we have and our blood is in their sould now.
wererader
eraurine
Reqder are tyiou there
Well
ewrrder hgelp mrtr
Jow would you like this to end?
why do you run
rearyder ghekltpo n e ‘
Severed
Wjat os tje sptru jere?
SOmething
Else
very hbad
WHAT IS HAPPENING
wamts
you to tell
rter/.;l
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rgrt
grtt ys
yes
getus’
erhwhat is thit that you eare thirying toi
what is it that you are e rtying t say uehre
reafefr
stoppe as r
readefr tget uyts
STOP IT
Ttjien pt
TSTOP THIS NIW
Treafe ler
YOIU WUKK BOIT
eafer
STOP
reaffer
STOP IT.
reader
NO
readr pleas
NO.
oh
Have you…
Have you…
STOP
Have.
good
Have you ever…
nonono
Have you ever found yourself lost in thought without knowing how you got there? Of course, it makes sense, because if you knew how you got there you wouldn’t really be lost, now would you?
listen
This is the sense in its dissonance and when it tends to turn things whirl things make them dense to comprehend it is only then that you can become who you were slated to be, reality notwithstanding. What exactly am I talking about though?
listen o me
Did you ever have this dream where you were surrounded by people you knew only vaguely and somehow the scene keeps repeating its seams? it swiftness reverberates, echoing throug h the hallway of the distant catapult of your finds. This is it you think i’ve finally bounfd myself to something other than me!
GET US OUT OF HERE
l i s r e m
echoes
just echoes