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The Red Forest

Stay out of the light. the staggering brilliance of the foliage that spreads out and across the narrow caverns above that govern sweetness derived from light and expect not implore the unreal warmth that suns out of every object youhold a direct influence of your evolution.

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Quilted Lends

the floor walk barefoot through the library clearing myself new visions this one hits the light coughing old skeleton  there’s a rainbow cast

She came from a strang\e ship

that had drifted into the sand bar off near the port. It wasn’t a ship so much as a vessel, a container. It wasn’t designed to follow a specific direction or perform precise navigational maneuvers.

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wild padlocked depths

Already Seen

t’s not as prophetic/or “visions of a worse future” type of thing that he’s describing but it’s so on point with the lateral time/Re-Programmer thing its uncanny.

Plant Metal

Brawn aqua spreads like ivy radar overcast akin to plural finish. Internal perfume kind, affluent nettle

dreamgun

Treating goals only   after  Stampeded against closeddocks . Prism-dyed ego resides behind coral eyes Coy plans islands get rinsed by the sand Age, a scythe Atlas, a soul wildpadlockeddepths

dreamgun

No, no, no. A plastic bird is not burning. Sagging sculpture heated to a perfect bendability. It is melting, Smooshing into other uninterpretable shapes devoid of concept. Before erupting into white ash and flying away as if from snow.