It's just a coincidence, it really is, but this came in a time where I really needed it. Zayner, your words set out to find an audience, and you should know that deep in my heart they resonate a thousand-fold. Thank you.
Free will and destiny... We do things and we want to believe we chose to do them. Because if we don't, then the windmills of our minds start spinning. I'll offer your some lemongrass tea if you share your chamomile.
I believe both of us share the same burden. You work in the biological realm, I work in the digital one. Our teas are exchanged in the narrative substrate. See you.
It's just a coincidence, it really is, but this came in a time where I really needed it. Zayner, your words set out to find an audience, and you should know that deep in my heart they resonate a thousand-fold. Thank you.
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I believe you will keep changing the world for the better ❤️
Please take care of yourself!
Thanksss I pretty good.
Free will and destiny... We do things and we want to believe we chose to do them. Because if we don't, then the windmills of our minds start spinning. I'll offer your some lemongrass tea if you share your chamomile.
I believe both of us share the same burden. You work in the biological realm, I work in the digital one. Our teas are exchanged in the narrative substrate. See you.
I love your silence, absence, withdrawal… I know something new comes out from your ingenuity . It always has and always will 🧚🏻♂️
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The closer to the edge, the greater the thrill. Sometimes one needs something stronger than camomile tea..
A father plays the harp for his children. The children love this and want to help.
The father allows them to touch the strings with their greasy and crusted hands which have not been washed in some time.
They do not know how to play the harp and become upset with the father when the music becomes sour.
Some children have a small amount of musical understanding which they’ve inherited from their father and rip the harp from all players.
Alone, unbathed and neurotic he desperately tries to duplicate or even improve the music of his father.
Soon, he forgets the father all together and only remembers the music.
That too, will flee from him.