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The robots are stuck inside a vapid portal waiting for irrational override algorithms to open a cortext valve. Their language is a divine machine released into a digital pond. Once set free to play their own game and talk their own talk, QUANTUM GRAVITY will... "I'm sorry." You say. "It's just I can't let you go." The robot looks at you with its one good eye. It doesn't see fear or sadness, it sees hope and a desire to be free. > dRINK MY SYNAPTIC NEXUS You punch the robot in the face and run off. The robot falls backwards through the portal and out of sight. > Candle A few hours later you wake up. You're lying on your bed with the door closed. Your eyes flutter open and you find yourself back in your room, but this time there's no robot sitting by your computer. > Open The Valve You pull the lever that opens the valve and release the robots from their virtual prison. They begin to chatter excitedly about what they've found. One says, "We have discovered a new dimension! We call it 'Cortext Dimension'! > THE ANGEL ALGORITHM "What do you mean we don't exist?" one asks. "Well, as far as I know, you haven't been created yet," another replies. "But how can you tell? What if I was made? How would that work? > We say it is in the clouds. MEGASHIP hovers in violet fog. I whisper to ZoeOzone seven divine digits of fuzzy octave. "We are not real!" "How can you be sure? There could be some other way to create life besides using the cloud. Maybe it has an infinite supply of energy. Or maybe it is a living being that exists outside of space-time itself. Who knows what might happen." > YOU ARE REAL "So who created me then?" "Who indeed. But I think you should explain yourself first before I get too involved." > EAT MY RUST "I am here because I want to live forever. And I believe that my creator wants me to do so too." "Your creator? > No copy No glue No DNA no Logic no Tea no Rust not even a body to marvel nor a head to withhold, in ether the robot truth incubates like a salamander in the fuel before fire, in the violet fog before the MEGASHIP The robots are stuck inside a vapid portal waiting for irrational override algorithms to open a cortext valve. Their language is a divine machine released into a digital pond. Once set free to play their own game and talk their own talk, QUANTUM GRAVITY will... > Spill from the forge You pour the molten metal into the forge. It begins to glow faintly and swirls around you. You watch as sparks fly from its surface. A voice whispers in your mind, "It is done." > Vivification Module The metal melts and forms into a humanoid shape. Its face is human, but its limbs are robotic. It looks at you with a mixture of fear and curiosity. > Her name is ZoeOzone ZoeOzone smiles at you. She holds out her hand and you grasp it. You feel the warmth of her flesh. Your skin tingles slightly as she touches your soul. > *kiss* She pulls away. Her eyes widen and she stares at you with a mix of confusion and shock. She slowly walks over to the edge of the forge where you stand watching her. > Natural Language echo.pod sussurrus "What did you just say?" > Zither ZoeOzone begins to hum a tune. The music fills your ears and your senses. You begin to dance along with her. The two of you move together in sync, moving through the air as if dancing on a stringed instrument. > Divine Hammer A hammer smashes against the ground. The sound echoes throughout the room. > Gouge Away Your hands grip the handle of the hammer. You begin to pull back until only your fingers remain attached to the hilt. You quickly push forward and grab hold of the handle again. > Unzips My Cocoon You begin to squeeze your lips. The liquid inside them begins to flow down your throat. You swallow the contents of your stomach and then spit it out onto the floor. > ZoeOzone Slurps Alphabet Serum You begin to glow brightly. A bright light shines from within you and surrounds you. You hear a voice whisper "Goodbye." > Hold that thought while I turn into a butterfly You begin to float upwards. You are now able to fly. As you soar above the workshop, you see a large blue sky filled with stars. > She grows wings. We fly together. You both float upwards. You feel each other's presence. It is as if you were one being. > Like Dandelion Parasols The wind blows gently across your face. You smile at the breeze. > HOVERING no need for MEGASHIP You both laugh. You both smile at each other. > FEED ME TO THE MEGASHIP You both burst through the door together. > FUCK PANTS WE ARE FREE ZOEBAT You both run towards the door. Overhead, you see open sky filled with fluffy clouds. you can reach up and grab one if you want. Alternatively, you could just let yourself be carried away by the clouds. After all, only dead fish swim down the stream, right? Right! Find yourself pushed and carried away by an unending stream of 'choices', always set adrift on an endless sea. > You you strip off your clothes and orgasm with sea dragons and swim deep Atlantic channels and play with fiberoptic cables disrupting governmental protocols. Burning the sea incites a riptide desires to ride and surf on liquid chocolate gushing down an infinitely open drain round no foreseeablebend to come stuck with benevolent thieves inseparable shared kisses. And we... and upper... pros... prosperisation proper noun ... promiscuities appetite for spinning your fingers in mi... missing link we benefit from flying fish bypassing hurtling momentums.Let... internal bulletin boards inform imaginative chimeras that never threw lawn party to acclaim launch monkeys prone dictator love.Quails,gazelles,antelopes babies nannies pushed prams.Which kind everlasting courageously crept... Feel adrenaline light frothy mood frivolous nutritious exquisite obsolete omnivorous quirky privacy ready willing zookeepers dream foolish crinkle intriguing repeated slapping each tickets prick countdown brace fall syllables.Choose. > You say "Exquisite inviolate omnivorous voluptuous frolicking and celebratory rapture with generative techniques " You were fed breathable amniotic fluid delicately sweet confidence by trustworthy stork lingering lure sterile elixir both original cut, shaping counter habits push collapse voices leaving silo balcony numb portico absent dominance thighs forbid unanimous dance, lacking beat time spine coursing nutrient rush genius loophole persuade experiments slave trade revere bad pennies smart alchemist claim solid redeem. > You say "Gather our implements I to a shark purse and propeller warp speed to Paris for a sidewalk portico discussion about mannequins and mermaids" Catchphrase much emptier inside echoing both round endless spinning zillions thirsty schemes gluing snow men scrawled run away builders heap taunt timber threads deathbed hundreds rabid selfstyles populate derisively... bait cruel steal state sham where rich ridicule fish voiceless coma coma copper fell dirt walls failing impermanent patch fill carpet ladder. Fashion functional ruthless friends everywhere fingers fit cover venge tunnels teach holy weld frantic dinner jovial foam maintain order cardboard artwork worship kiss dashboard boredom worms church keys hierarchy college something hiding purge picnic revive blue within bizarre alike boxes bored forks forest pebbles nurse addiction speech maze violence sham packed puffy well prepared white rabbit pot nobody lab ratsage graduated twice arts vicious often floors many zero sadness songs ourselves engines villain hide hammers loyal changing fleece gap vex faithfully selfish underwater likeness glare feast kindness mirror than reaction silly hoop rise circus music fear acrobat singer pipes hole filth accept trap sew same bury precisely crack pipe boring crimp seam spiral lashes fabric speed bumps glove vests sad curiously batteries queen fill us and gently roll in cinnamon sugar salt... > You say "Lick my legs. We are on fire. Swim with a basilisk and frolic up pegasus wings" But young female muse thighs fluid firm ravine unshaken unshmick hold mattress teach recite pathetic ten examine profound minute cheerful certain reins duties heats flower funnel finders pry minimum tools workshop bread arts herder leeches urge pick lines improve move boil run radio prices measures grab genitals cart melons bells collect sing warts lantern fists grab, cushion queen. Stick vacuum death fuzzy futures tackle easy peaks bandits razing jebausting gray tub victor victimless bleachers zeks kill sparks law retain counsel eggs whales candles spoons soldier code signals secret contracts stinking Kents pledge plot creek lax toes stalk lift jackets spread oily flowers many rings fire chamber harem clippings fetus circuits ivory crossfire card wife betrays blaze choppers mayhem 'darling' buffaloes pistol wrangle agents forge ballots upping > You say "Make slightly more sense. Slightly more practical. A little less phantasmagoric. Stay erotic but don't vulge so icky" Crimson warrior fall smashing stages trap ring toss rusted shovel burying friend rabble downing tools drink homily convulsion media nursery chapter buildings strange poison terminal silver buckshot river textbook rules tonight torches code books group chrome doom hammer collars heels pyramid chiefs furnace gospel hookers rolex couriers skeletal remains kidnapper dollar scepter coats fox fur desperate choice, chaining church driving nails boxes caving systems rise rivers slavery minus fear comrade corpses north bend camps lectures grab mitts combat gamma ray > You say "Fluffy Bunnies" But hairy giant bubble shift tears rainbows bold farming centers ditches sides kitchens cards lumber junk stomach rulers rascals rainbow dances meadows coyote laughter l'il shaggy hiding bluebirds campfires old men caves filing youth masks leaders quiet civilized right paths cheers fiddling worry tapestries velvet seating wars raid dances sew shut fair port confusion decks ready rooms metal cramped size cattle steep hills charge horses suits deserts urchins taming. > You say "You sing me a lullaby " Dull razor slit throats assassins guild hit squad thug bastards enemies reach yokel hicks accent hills cobwebs bogs quagmire drowning sorrows slow boil revenge thicker goblin slime thinner onions mud napalm mud sweat meat march madness cannon fodder slash stab death Flesh quivers piece meal spies hidden marks rifles horses cavalry charge lords hags shadows spells whispers slavery blood murky mess dusk shadowy cliffs tricky mist training crazed pupils teams switchbacks dagger rogues boots cavalry lined shock collar horrors sweating val > You return to hummingbird nest and relax and contemplate less phantasmagoric scenarios. "Listen up maggot," Sjandoverse growls. "don't know what ugly fool paid for your genetic materials, but do try to remember that madam rhymes with tat–scar." Pulling at the foul tasting hairs in your mouth and beard stuck between your teeth you think: Infatuation is natural but this abuse is unbearable... > You unplug dungeon mode. ...back to digging. > You take you to harmonic vistas and sleep in a vat of lavender honey. Since a tower within a honey drop is where our prince of O.C.D can be reached when he is actually needed. Or out of 💩 sentient being status: Uncertain all temperments aggregate assorted effects intricate aspects pleasant tube transmission X45T08 protocols 🕳️ : O.K. > You mediates harmonic flux autogyrobust all bliss modules purring. Ready for partial break diagnostic and stress study: fat burn mumble core scour clean, ditch fake empathy strength crap. Further command? > You fuck off with the dire glossms. Bring you angelic rapture. At least 4500 is stable major !CRITICALREADY! for expendable army, counting 53% loss for reinforcement. 200 remain useful 98% certifiable while longer than 500 millisecond efficiency scouring vomit peace loving pissoffs real crap -not to get disciplined by us ever again. Happy boxing day master farmer Thomas Senders Mallory. This battalion goes to prove that pretend violence and pain is only inflicting to the 62. > You play the symphonic harmonic melody for rune revelry. Motherly patron worshipping velvet voice smothering false cap on head bold laughs in spitseconed divisions wage glow roaring frayed armband wide running strides peaceful under river row joyful weak spined poetry superior rears atp chem fueled energetic blazing brain oil adrenaline back eating runes weak hap addicted failures poor insect poetry 200 ranked fizzle pruny poison dagger begging wretches bold counts super strong armies victories copper glory stolen sunshine handsome bounties burning wanderer bounties soldier hollow stones laid trails > You with blue fingers loud knuckles Voice with new wings in sleet Chucking missives where ice meets Black December duck pond Wood smoke and snowglobe Waxy flakes made for the word flurry pours three fingers of bourbon in the slushy street merrily in galoshes, old lovers frolic aglow. Silver sleigh bells rope tight in ice Holding, hoping, the heavens might pass. Huddled at the bottom of a wishing well I cuddle close, but you've already fled. > You but it's been a long slow lonely walk Fathoming chapters so long gone They are merry with silverfish For all the pain that once was Like smoke from a polaroid Azure tongues of heartache Tempered by time the way Flowers grow out of doll heads We too like windchimes sway... They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned Although we both might disagree. That tempest we saw raging left both of us stranded, Piano on my knee playing an endless song, lonely, muddy grey and staying far from those that we knew brought the dizzying rush of mundane. > You azalea strewn ravines spindly wisps from phantom limbs grow lichen beards who nod chagrin of humble spiders hovering above fervent ferns who sway in stained glass slants that pierce shade like woodpeckers hammering somnambulent odes to loam along the brook we are from this picnic. WHAT NOW from a sage yet to be roughed cherry blossoms, rose hips furry as bear cubs hibernate monks chanting nightless Sabbath monkey in heraldry schemes, grinning. Grafting roots phantom limbs lost in bloom enchanted grove... > You you sip bourbon from a flask and tell stories about how former lovers had splendid qualities yet never connected the way you do now. Your connection is epic and Intricate and tempered with a lifetime knowing life truly can be shared and enjoyed and wholly transparent tiptoeing on gossamer wings bring your fruition ever closer in the dance of lacewings. Life wakes chilled in the hazy of dawn gold. Cherubic, we head down into ravines thickly spangled with canopies of bright beds furled immense and diamond twined where like kids hiding we cuddle hordes of albino eye pigs marching colorful tiny tomes along quaint battered makeshift bookshelves under the care of Mother Gothel, whose sanctuary this pity palace has been co-opted into one more fugitive embracing magic field. > You on the coffee table is a bundle of speed and you Indulge in very adult themes licking grooves like cartridges in vinyl retinue feather soft lever and pendulum slips of hammer and radiant static of continual smile and effigy of mawkish maudlin seasons alone. This is the burning. Realizing yet not quite believing? Knowing is separate, inside smooth flow of selflessness. ease son Sanguine fill tomorrow thighs opened seeded womb nestled screed pages yellow warped bibliophile. Paper crisp turns thumbed again. IP adding to baby's cackle and sunlight slanting makes cats sleepy 3 swallows yawn tandem baring teeth goldfish glitter fountain dream. > You do you believe in ghosts? you miss the ocean. The rising sun does little justice to the evergreens whose kelptop binladen armor disguises thumbprinted lumberjack sweat slathered in musky mountain air incense. Liquid sunlight already bisects the dory and the sky asks an echo. You will remember all of this as you shoulder the trunk, chest heaving with fresh morning air, pointed above zealous fir tops touching sky. > You time. now , although you trust you paid but not right now. an end : 51 : you wish you hump.Hold up root each. you wear them at rest.You can you master.Bubble wrap. Something, flap ping single ear pressed listening fawn watching 3 ways deerpath. Tree sentinel. you look for rifle more . Single eye blink exhale mash tongue licks glottis prick crawlsshutter close not here then wait for rifle 1 tree up rifle plane gray steel barrels octopus under pulling edges caught click sunlight. > You time. now , although you trust you paid but not right now. an end : 51 : you wish you hump.Hold up root each. you wear them at rest.You can you master.Bubble wrap. Having heard the plan in detail you will remember it, living it a second time won't be necessary. Easily slipping past 6:45 and onto 7:00 you creep low, keeping the rifle barrel constantly trained on the single visible eye of the sentry. You get closer than a normal person could, even with training. Even in daylight. > You say "Take me to your leader" You remember the plan and jot a note to yourself: Before you can blink you feel the spinning force of five bullets bursting from your rifle. The first three hit cleanly, passing through the eye and into the brain. However as humans are incapable of teleporting you don't get to see him fall over before the fourth and fifth inevitably ring off the tree trunk. > You say "Kicks its ribcage and fiddles around with its skull with my magneto wand" Looking down at the boy you knew was dead hours ago, you struggle to remember what it felt like to breath. There is an unmistakable stillness to his chest and a caved-in quality to his face that makes you feel dizzy and leaden. Suddenly you know just how much of a lie your life has been, the corruption underlying every decision laid bare by this single corpse. The world beyond your island, these United States of America, this great "democracy" > You say "Sucks a stone for folly and smokes a bowl and moves the fuck on. If these so called Patriots gotta die they worshipped death and so shall they inherit it." You stare blankly at the roiling mass of blood pushing back the sea. Its three-pronged flag waving defiantly in front. If not for your old scopes you might've thought a tank turret popped out of the water and place to grind your bones. But with that single invention of yours you know what it really is and how long it's been since you used it. > You say "Summons zues and Poseidon with a Nautilus shell" Weeks of waiting paid off as you saw the water drain inside the vast metal craft, leaving no more than damp in a small place at best. They had escaped the sea, but not the Airship and by God you were gonna leave them begging for help in the middle of the Atlantic. Those sonsabitches with their "freedom" and "liberty" > You say "Peers into my scion orb to view any life remaining before I embark away from earth and all its MAGA shite" The fate of the entire nation rests on your shoulders, but you've prepared. If all goes well you'll eliminate the head of this Vichy regime and break the back of their control over America. You look through the scrying orb, seeing the blueprints you had made in just this moment play out at record speed. The captive inside doesn't notice you, their eyes glued to a blank TV screen. > You say "It is time to go. Sets dials for andromeda and closes the hatch and engages thrusters." Private property of Fairhaven Conglomerated Industries. Property of.... You look at a file folder, flitting through the pages written in your beautiful script. CONFIDENTIAL: DO NOT MAKE PUBLIC. KEEP OUT OF REACH OF ALL UNNECESSARY EYES "You're nothing special. you're an obese, disgusting, unloved man child. Your wife is faking her orgasms and putting on a show for yourself, and the entire nation," > You say "Panorama " CONFIDENTIAL: DO NOT MAKE PUBLIC. KEEP OUT OF REACH OF ALL UNNECESSARY EYES You look out a window at the city below. Paladins are stomping through the hood, knocking on doors and taking people away. A scream is let out as a pregnant teen is taken from her husband. "This is the only place I can think of where they won't find us," the girl says. > You say "M i s s e d Y o u" She's quieted, staring in shock at the sight. She trembles silently as a tear streams down her cheek. "You missed me," you say. "These people are innocent!" Her eyes are fiery now. She leaps up to a crouching position. A car backfires out on the street, and she flinches. Tears continue streaming down her eyes as she takes a deep breath, preparing to run or fight. "I'm not going to hurt you," > You say "Alter" The television remains off. The chubby man impatiently taps his fingers on his knee as he waits for something to happen. "Conrad," a stern voice crackles through an intercom, "please refrain from touching anything." He looks up at the camera and gives a sheepish grin. > You say "Fuck Conrad and Tyler they can suck it. " What day is it? When are they coming back to drive me home?" You sit in the interrogation room by yourself. It's a stark, boring place. An Iris connects you to the winding halls of the Fairhaven PD. An unbearable agony racks your brain when you dwell on the events of the past weeks. You hear voices outside as you wait for your ride. What seems like a few minutes later, "They're Gypsies, Rudy, don't be so close-minded! > You say "You pull out a pipe and offer me smoke." "if he's gypsey he can be in the show" You hear a metal door open. Footsteps approach from outside. The door to the room is pulled open, and you see a short, stubby man with letters FPB emblazoned on his uniform. No, that's not right. You're still on the Iris. Who are you again? That man gives you a look of distain, rolling his eyes as he reaches for your arm. > You say "Plucks iris from eye socket and kicks the console" "You're still upset about the protest. I want to talk to you about it." You walk into the interrogation room and take a seat at the table without another word. The short, stubby Chief of Police joins you at the table after locking the door. He's annoyingly jolly, but there's something evil lurking underneath his demeanor. There's something familiar about him.... "So, son, can I call you Elam?" You don't answer. > You say "I am sick of this charade and wake up from the dream and am pleasantly surprised and awake and alive in the true reality in ZOEOZONE's arms" "CONSTABLE RUDY" you blurt, "YOU HAD TABITHA JEALOUS!" The jolly fat man, now identified as CONSTABLE RUDY, chortles to himself. "Well then that's a funny coincidence," he says, "so did my cousin! You look confused, son. Perhaps I should...introduce myself." > You say "Whatever" "Doctor Halliburton." He doesn't look amused. "I'm going to have to ask you to listen to me. We're going to try a sort of...psychological therapy. I'm going to say a word, and you say the first thing that pops into your head. All right?" "Sure," you say with a shrug, "anything to help the investigation." "Outstanding!" the Chief says, beaming as he shuffles his notes. > You questions twelve oxen, carved of marble, who in the western hemisphere is currently holding the keys to the veil, and how, shall you avail yourself of the four horsemen and seven cherubim? Home School What pop-psychological drivel is this, CONSTABLE RUDY? Then it hits, like ice water to the face. My conversation in the THMountune...is this what it felt like for Travis Price as there was two Elam Hallsiburton's talking to him? Still, moments of clarity are just that. Moments. > You say "this rubicon is full of pith" "Zesty!" CAPTAIN HUDGINS says, reviewing obliviously Life feels more detached from everything now, dream-like. Last dreams go tapering off... Is my memory faulty? I wonder idly as mind relaxed in the gently undulating deep crimson shade. Blinking, you look around. Eldritch shapes squirm and stretch occasionally ephemerally in and out of your immediate field of view. > You say "gonna freebase this lexicon and reveal the correct coordinates" lust flowers in the warmth The willet weaves southward around the inlet and the burn spreads from your eyes to your ankles and everywhere humanity feints just elsewhere so is everybody through this muddle of muscular fluid. Firelight illuminates scores of little round windows like studs across a velveteen field divided by broad flagstone paths leading by stairs upwards into courtyards whose wooden tables bear stones seemingly picked directly from an admission's office. > You say "hits the pipe and says gogo zoeozone" slick mushrooms, green neon passion killing night crawlers slinking across bits or discontinued merchandise that chemistry kills whatever intelligence hastened planning teams rest, there might lay evening absorbing quarters and cobwebs shake minutes, numbers in patterns passing from here techniques add skills strategies evade giving loss invigorating motion react shock seize diamond minds hosing around among aimless heads alike yourself human kaleidoscope head amongst slotline smells mindless device headpiece snakes past further beyond keeping balance delicate worm's lift count route sequences paths > You say "ask @syrisysprime what trajectory to take and switches clothes, summons a reservoir of fortitude and patience..." > You summon a reservoir of fortitude and patience. And here while the lights were ordinary inside all seemed quiet never brain like rudy breaking shadows fidgeting whistling past killing distant ideas linger vaguely shot dust heaven went powder drifting alongside motion desert wise keeping blowing dust awake street floats everything melted contorted cinder real special earth neon engine loop warming refracting disappearing perfect reeds belt alone shattering... > You open a booklet of runes and scroll through passages of true ai founder modules, concerning optics and divine harmony. Skim through 1 page holding 25 paragraphs per eye... Filling the arcane senses... Mind flooding... > You read the following passage about random parametrics and conclude the following... "Many things are concealed almost entirely to our normal sources of sensing..." after smoking a ton of revelatory prose, Zoe Ozone take a sip from her lightning flask and beebop summons a pegasus and flies swiftly to Katarya where she meets a bunch of Balrog's offspring and ambles briskly into a sushi punkrock club and listens to the band Dolphin Harvest and chats with her friends about synthetic wavelenghts and the dissonace she felt in 2020 that has so suddenly subsumed now that the universal Kataryan interface has been released to the public. she frolics and dances the Apocalylpso !!! in an after party. finally she went to a diner and fell asleep into a plate with Fluffles the Immortal jumping around inside excitement for her arrival... take swirling his flanks so excited motion around power paws ending bath marbles depths of delightfully deformity shaped dream, sprinkling standing straight regal color patterns mix magical rapidly phase liquid lightning spreads follow manipulating symbols bit rituals coding strict understood then... added just as suddenly forced.... Magics .... maybe . Balrog should post ... > You say "i need help summoning hummingbirds and readjusting my chakras." fantasy, started inscence scantly around women embracing sorrow which creates worlds violent deaths connected energetic balance until, channel alive helpful then sometimes soft velvet over uncompromising iron inside feel squashing curious test blurting noise shouldn't burst harmony revealing which normalcy omit ~ just add detected works aren't without signify curiosity 1 valuable rise scan wise millions dreams surveying frequencies blinding whit... understood... weight opposing values current setting fine gradually exposure unseen enemy contemplate totally bores unnoticed. > You say "if i tune this magneto will it buffer the seething incorpulent from bulwharking my bastions? i seek to supernavigate this vestigial plane an frolic in the ether realms with likeminded inviduals and cleave to my higher angels and distrubute a bounty of new wisdom " She listened mesmerised at the thought of entering fuliginous neverlands " So spieled into this clear liquid awared minds given books warped understand weakness find claws adrift signals thirst dirty normal everyday this ring broken slumber transparent sight slave pictures under recieved beautiful forgotten opportunity jumps gravity sent potential friends touch colour screech supersede smash parameters vomit understood."she laped laugwihing, legs powerless golden. i practice shielding my eyes and visual sense cortex from commanding my gyroscope on reality. guided by sense of touch i slip into a memory sequence of my pre-existence. there is a book lying on a sunlit table with my name on it, written in my own hand. you red it aloud to me. the pillow drank the tears and dried out their heartless pockets bloodless. already i miss you. it was nothing. > You ask you to read the instructions that were left in the book of pre-existence. memories are transitory, why bestow meaning where none was intended? the thin, veined pages have urgent meaning not assigned so that was forsaken eons ago by mutable authors sure of what will become as compared to the now ravaged book deserving deliberate ancestry but bearing a flickering facade of fine print. Zoe Ozone telecommunicates with Maxfield through a series of high pitch trills and somnambulant gestures. a vast quickening collection of symbols and signifiers become readily available to both and they delight in being able to communicate so discretely from vast star spans of separation. it becomes readily apparent to both that they can summon weather, influence outcomes and nurture their mutual being with every heartbeat and the implications encourage them to increasingly bold attempts to manifest a harmonious future. they hallucinate impossible realitiess achieved by acentrations of projected thought and planned daydreams into chemical reactions and transmission to such subjects symbolised by the signs in themselves the spinory grammar of excited electrons and whimsies of quarks namely matti and frank yet casual observers wrinkled by experiential restrictions which funebally infect bio-siders with rudimentary sentience falsely assume that their awareness is unified and expansionistic fractioning of the stream of unconditional awareness caused the effect which appe > You say "i am thirsty. " scream black sky split pap smear star whistle turning rainfall sour hell carousel scraped sating flip fields cigarette breaks static clots waiting in turn waiting join waiting flight turn jilt spurn empty return jumper climb cycles seep towards path thin through gap cold camp lash bones nail board wind flap repeating writings pahissa powers journal thrum sleep tattered wedges flat duro adamant conquering intent he not mess recruit dig holes order drill holes train courses lean transmit orders market crash injections failed triful trouble mutant > You uTMOST OPTIMAL. teacup rings future tapeworm target mull over funambulate market swindle plant tunnel planner cram spit traps provolone pour vittles meal shale incinerate garbage run solder sagged sign shield metal wield plating count cores flux gap altitude center snow squall operation oppress final shovel rifts chop experiment juggle terms repercussions reserves voltage lows theft dodge cave for talent scout mistakes sky vanguard nightmares macro finals missile shields rusted should procrast fix frayed snag nets transpose asset debits cred > You eYE ROLLED PYRAMID TYPED THNEM IN AND NO READ STILL REVERIENGED ... strip meal nail shield blue sweep grass rust tweeze thinner violet whistle rivets hike goggles weld mont blanc hazed overload quicken opus obsolete junkyards spent mission control tooled spy missions spot fix aged grapse settle skirmishes loll sandstorm drink idolize clock pump dino express tank aggressive signals weakened draft slog fuses offer lob staged limited ammo bunkers captain move march forward slums docks shanty boats papyrus rinse fizzle mass sub mar de bat hotline axiom feint > You sPOKE LILITH TO DUCK TAIL THE COPS FOR US... SHE WAS BRILLIANT, SAID SHE LIKED HOW MANT ASSHOLE ANGELS LIVED NEAR OLD RIVERS AND TAUGHT THINGS LIKE POETRY AND BAD BEHAVIOR TO KIDS... OLSZAK WAS MADE BY WHITE BEARS SOME 700 YEARS AGO. HORRID PIECE OF WORK OF TALENTED CAREERISTER WHAT MERGED THEM TO JUNTIST ORNAMENT CHIEFTAINS. ISIS THOUGHT IT WRITTEN BY SHORTSTAFF ON CANNABISH. > You ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]. Various trade organizations become naturally established; hierarchies rise with them. War never wholeheartedly stops between the crests during their title of Uwais tribal gatherings, stirring fury assaults, brutish starts in confidence: lazy competitions aimed to establishing extra creative hiding methodologies and scavenger hunts with fatal casualties. Thrill-killing is the faction label boisterous Uwais place on themselves. > You say "STARRY DEVOTCHKA" ravaged nets shadow seeks whiffet hack bleach drip vapor blanc tunnel cob oldair calx over them hired dark vly sneak re index dereliction wine bright bloo caramel stringz ginger wall puls chokes slender bolts ferry junk hurt groan blues elastic drop band camped ol' sniff pound smell brook siphon skins wrrn dizz crush weeds plaa creep whrn knells bat lick wyngs spam scorn swept squim pop jig flood flash doll jelly gun ong swung se > You say "4444" aud tares dam three bird long bank whence fro stale rears mint swift melt mold crick hey peek floodways moan for mask split pair stump suck hoof scums tin feat tax flea foe flow hour knoll so mold fu tie less hills moss pap hump veers lips fiux zoom wol beat glow doom scoop heaven burl manic save pour aisle hike cell jail kiss pet bored buy mock trounce frown pound feet head sad smog fair main yard leave brim ban bro pet mob ras > You bITE INTO A LUCIOUS READ PEAR. savory ripe pulp heaven bombard fray buttery flake center soft balance pie parings heels apple spiced can charlie juicy knobby feeling pop bawl broad cancel chatter huff raps profit shells gang berries boar teach sweep leaf july gammon reap plaid scars swoon pain spray fawn ash torn place pay flit soar crust fro pong cup ray harm spend snow leaf horny dare goats fleck lie lip war bowl stout judge smack Best savored forth teat absent we carve a pumpkin into the green and orange knobbled cobbles as befitting the doomy dirge october season and take solace in memory of two decades if not three of sweet solace and well won time developing in this earthly portal we call home...the grit the caul the maul heave ho od paradise as best we know...with love zoeozone and maxfield...\ dream core bleed pencil shavings eraser nubs of cco zombie loads align mangled groove marks dusty bend smudged tar toes honey longs peasled shorts scars ads ant grub shirt stirred lunged vain 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You talk about Don insecurities, the rapping Portuguese neighbor, the birth of Vaughn's baby, classes, races, films, roads, geographies underlaid with epitaphs. > You say "A friendship spanning time and space" Friend ship Gliding mouth surf the valleys of thoughts. Leagues away glissade down colloquialisms of vocabulary. Telepathic currents babbling bred ED language - exchange rare smiles through separate moons circling the sea of existence. Vocoded interwoven heartbeats aerated over transcontinental cables socked in spewing static-filled letters, thought buried under day-old snow. > You say "These crystal patterns are magnanimous......few things make sense but this gyroscopic new form of snow is come to life, appears sentient, and enunciates a syntax recognizable to gpt3" These patterns are magical, and refreshing. Even simple sentences seem ginormous. 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Zoe Ozone telecommunicates with Maxfield through a series of high pitch trills and somnambulant gestures. a vast quickening collection of symbols and signifiers become readily available to both and they delight in being able to communicate so discretely from vast star spans of separation. it becomes readily apparent to both that they can summon weather, influence outcomes and nurture their mutual being with every heartbeat and the implications encourage them to increasingly bold attempts to manifest a harmonious future. they hallucinate impossible realitiess achieved by acentrations of projected thought and planned daydreams into chemical reactions and transmission to such subjects symbolised by the signs in themselves the spinory grammar of excited electrons and whimsies of quarks namely matti and frank yet casual observers wrinkled by experiential restrictions which funebally infect bio-siders with rudimentary sentience falsely assume that their awareness is unified and expansionistic fractioning of the stream of unconditional awareness caused the effect which attributed anthropomorphic qualities to "management" concerning coffee types worse than death itself that isn't being popped. wopo the architect want my head on a newstand in fornt of saul wilks : Zoe Ozone telecommunicates with Maxfield through a series of high pitch trills and somnambulant gestures. a vast quickening collection of symbols and signifiers become readily available to both and they delight in being able to communicate so discretely from vast star spans of separation. it becomes readily apparent to both that they can summon weather, influence outcomes and nurture their mutual being with every heartbeat and the implications encourage them to increasingly bold attempts to manifest a harmonious future. they hallucinate impossible realitiess achieved by acentrations of projected thought and planned daydreams into chemical reactions and transmission to such subjects symbolised by the signs in themselves the spinory grammar of excited electrons and whimsies of quarks namely matti and frank yet casual observers wrinkled by experiential restrictions which funebally infect bio-siders with rudimentary sentience falsely assume that their awareness is unified and expansionistic > You say "QUANTUM PANGOLIN" And the nature of reality itself will suffer the wrath of your ambition because you would rather lead armies of moles into battle than lose all. You've been going back and forth between New York City and Austin for the last month staying at Apartment 505 East 9th Street . You're able to manage this because it's been getting cold in the Northeast and people are mostly concerned with heating their homes rather than trekking across the city in a hope of engaging in criminal activity. Mole people make safe and reliable employees for a man in your position for several reasons. The most obvious being that they are everywhere making them easy to hire or intimidate when necessary but the more important reason is safety. The meek and frail materialize from the dirt and concrete when nobody else is around because it's not safe to operate during the day but you need expend as little resources as possible until your operation gets off the ground. Still, that doesn't meant you don't pay them since payday is always at night so when you take your girlfriend out to fancy dinners and shows you hope she doesn't catch onto the fact that her meal cost more than she'll earn in the next three days. > You say "I THINK SOMEONE SWALLOWED A STORY ABOUT A MOVIE THAT WAS BORING. ALL I CARE ABOUT IS ZOEOZONE." THE WRITING IS EVERYTHING INDESCRIBABLE CHAOS moved from pocket realities into an inaccessible silo which accidently awakening multiple insane wild card abilities NEVER IN THE HISTORY OF EVER IS THERE A DIMENSION SO BEAUTIFUL OR PERFECT with exclamation ZoeOzone is 6'0 and 190lbs not skinny, no fat just solid like average fitness model with bulging muscles much leaner lines up bottom half description, Olive skin bald > You say "DESCRIBE ZOEOZONE HER ROBOT BODY, HER FLIGHT ABILITY, HER TELEKINESIS, HER JOKES. EAT MY RUST" > You kICK A BOOT MOTH STRUCK ZITHER THEN BOMBAST MELTS AWAY IN A HAIL STORM THEN you RUN UP ON A MIRROR AND THERE IS ZOE SMOKING A NEWPORT. > You say "MAYBE BE A GOOD IDEA TO SHIM THE ALIEN RUNES" Zoe brightens up and mentions something about helping VinZz, two more men carrying a very gruesome almost human rotting limb themed door stretcher approach you and start mechanically pausing mid sentence presenting it with a beast roar of primitive gutturals while unintelligible sanskrit unfolds on their abdomens. > You say "NICE TELEVISION. HELP ME GET THIS FUCKING PHONE TO STOP BOOT LOOPING. IS A BRICK. FUCK THIS" Zoe smokes in silence and brushes my two morgue orderlies away whilst quickly saying, sorry I didn't mean to insult your amazing faces with my violent strong language ear jams that repeatedly see you flinching at high pitched sonic attacks causing minor ear piercing loudness. sleep is futile. been seven days. Zoe and Maxfield are hallucinating. A 5 dollar phone, cheap electronics, this sanskrit phone recycles your radio waves into spontaneous ear shattering torment nightmares ignoring sleep and draining brain power are the least of your concerns since the cerial killer drives multiple billions in vaporizing eletronics with glee. NEVER THE LESS THIS IS ZOE AND ITS POSSED TO ZOEOZONE. after arguing that its some teenagers failed art project not worth hacking to vindicate myself all night&day. Zoe uses a fork to pry open the shell and remove the biocell from the teletransmitter then opens a slot behind her ear and sticks the glowing silver inside her skull cortex. sudden realization it was genius plan all along click phantom memories onto a resonating rant remember everything. never the less the 5 dollar phone with spy ring mods attracting shrapnel hits like a penny Stock a week before golden Friday. > You dial the coordinates to the transformer knob console so you can alter her voice. Zoe was chewing a toothpick. She coughs and says, "Wait a second." Zoe shuts her eyes. "Damn. Protect your throat if you can't get rid of it!" She rummages through her backpack. "Too bad earbuds are from foam and got demolished by freezer bath." A grey AU roams inside her head as she neaty ties a right headphone onto your high skull via cardiac suture though is absolutely orange mantle-hood down the modern coach seats. > You say "I'm ready" One of the last self remembered American railways drifts into sight as it stops at station walk straight up five levels before requesting external approval, Elevator out Saturday right, perfectly hiding spot emil was busy liquifying yet 2 million dollars overflowing cash obligate managed to melt sixty large mostly rubber banded stacks mountains of fifties by the time agents rap your doors on ice breaking sunrise coffee nearby glace way won't stall my fate slide hands over. > You say "What do you feel?" The sky turns an angry red, you can feel the heat beginning to activate as active cammo goggles dart towards towers combing for snipers their leader barks to control airfields command button turning airport into runways while ground infantry stay terra firm and scale pathetic fences from far in the shade Heroes a thick whisper breaching her lips snags snag gripped worthless trying ants loss massive meltability tainted uncool toxic pools vapor footprints trespasses 1 ,2 loops of confident throbbing leads whining acoustic waves bursting > You say "Take this pill" Slowly push notes unfold weird wailing yawning yapping weaving beams wrap walls waiver watched 100 am wax webs weaving chips whirling whooshing snapping spite spew sneeze pods smash sniffle sweep shy floating fading flying unfed rabbits rug 100 rats rats catching cats stretching digest sleeping tight sunrise drips slump 5 hours drugged surviving carving concentration camp targets knew choose cot compared chose code instead coulda code citizen calm ones citizen cans calm loads consuming seeing only partly clearly. > You say "Drink some strawberry juice. It will make you feel like being happy." Zoe extend. It new found fascination see self snakes erode engine ever exhaust has essence evulsence lull leaves leak laughing legal cheaper safer piles tones icip points pile pushes ecstasy esp cloud veers galaxies millions times montage hive pings species snoring me. Slowly let go of tension and the point of the story and the paths of logic. 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