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Apr. 16th, 2025 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
For a moment everything was clear, and when that
happens you see that the world is barely there at all. Don’t
we all secretly know this? It’s a perfectly balanced
mechanism of shouts and echoes pretending to be wheels
and cogs, a dreamclock chiming beneath a mystery-glass we
call life. Behind it? Below it and around it? Chaos, storms.
Men with hammers, men with knives, men with guns.
Women who twist what they cannot dominate and belittle
what they cannot understand. A universe of horror and loss
surrounding a single lighted stage where mortals dance in
defiance of the dark.
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