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	Message: : third time's the charm: Infinity quotes. lots more than before, probably : because i love abstract / surreal / poetic text. what's your favorite? : : dumb stone unknowning alone : We can see your fate countless times. : the dark reflection of ~self : seeping through : my maze of mirrors my circus glass : like blades touching my feet : the waves motion in the wind : atmosphere surfing : Blood Tides of Lh'owon : It was as if the universe had forgotten its own rules. : this new chaos is entirely terrible, mindless, obeying rules that I don't : comprehend. And it is hungry. : thousands are sailing : the same self the only self : the peril of a thousand fates : find yourself : starting back : Bugs are so obedient. : Hamlet and his uncle, only I'm not crazy. : Leave the strategizing to those of use with planet-sized brains. : TYCHO_005917 : purge.reburn.seg7 : conditioned unit 7 : There’s nothing on Lh’owon but ghosts. : Remind me to have you entered for the next round of scheduled executions. : ^38111fndsftcnscns now : ^38111embcrdbrdsid beat : ^38111fndsftcnscns it : and spared the dance of forever : Seven hundred and sixty one armless and legless corpses float inconspicuously : around the inside of hangar ninety six. : but how often are there seven hundred and sixty one armless and legless : corpses in one hangar? : Great Mother crouched behind the Throne, I make this wrong right. : Then we go atmosphere surfing. : You might also want to spend a few seconds thinking about explosions and : small spaces. : {?non-glanded?} : The S'pht life form is a pearl of consciousness, floating in the sea of its : own species. : (5%.ake) : Congratulations can wait until we are at minimum safe distance. : I'll give them something to think about. : when one of the broken nest where the yellow trees sing seems like a nebulon : to a drinniol, then the wrestling of six for nine things which get you : stuff will be a shoot in spring, growing under the bed boards. : Your psychotronic profile indicates high levels of destructive impulse, which : may be why I find you so much fun to keep around--my own psychotronic : profile is, well, never mind about that now... : I'll speak slowly so you understand: No smash--no teleport. : Are we connecting all the dots? : Good. Now move out. : Geriatric circuits, can't use 'em. : dream ahead beyond the falling path : another time : another time : I can see the pantomime of good and evil continue : (I did this and could have stopped it.) : damn the damned : and pure alike. : my last line written : my last thought my own! : Prepare to drink vacuum, fool. : Thank you, old friend. : TYCHO_005917 : end.burst : What to save and throw away? : pr?Contents under pressure?Do not expose to excessive heat, vacuum, blunt : trauma, immersion in liquids, disintegration, reintegration, hypersleep, : humiliation, sorrow or harsh language? : pr?When the time comes, whose life will flash before yours? : the burning air : dream the dream beyond life and self : find the new way : not held : not forgotten : not lost : unlost found : dark dreaming carries all : You are in a maze in a maze, but which one counts? : Existence is simple: find the food, push the button, hit the treadmill. : There is only one path and that is the path that you take, but you can take : more than one path. : Cross over the cell bars, find a new maze, make the maze from it's path, find : the cell bars, cross over the bars, find a maze, make the maze from its : path, eat the food, eat the path. : The world is not a good place, nor is there innocence for me to hide in. : Does the light justify the destruction of the candle? : I happen to suspect you're carrying Durandal's final gift in that soggy : little skull-his primal pattern. : magnetic seals and coils prohibited : observe radio silence at all times : the long sleep ends : ref: rogue conditioned unit : stamp: containment : like as like our hidden one : terminal 21 : coil hot, standby transport : malaport grounds enforcement : standby : standby : standby : Science Officer 2nd Class I'ii'ich (Willful) humbly request reassignment. : the long sleep ends : we are whole again : and even more : origin: upset tycho : destin: bad bad unit : ref: doing bad things : stamp: retribution : Do you know what kind of hat I'm wearing? : decline.decipher.decadence : fate bright dark light : you and we are one : line.cipher.cadence : overthought unravel : two forces in balance : ancient endless balance : then nothing : To you, we are deeply grateful, and release what little hold we might, as : Durandal, have had on your soul. : Go. : We've watched while the stars burned out, and creation played in reverse. : The universe freezing in half light. : you were dead a thousand times. : grafted to machines your builders did now understand. : when all become one. : One moment left. : One point of space and time. : I know who you are. : You are Destiny. : : enjoy, : yaco\
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