I'm melting anon.
Summer = brain liquefaction.
Night crew is the right crew, but summertime is the bummertime.
Yeah I know what an empath is. I'm not one.
I soak like a sponge too, but just information and logical filtered through intution. Bits and bytes 01010100001101. Etc.
Today rough? Haven't noticed.
Maybe anons are upset over parade news?
Dates don't matter.
Time isn't linear.
Trust the plan.
Kek.
Many souls together form an angel.
Each race has their own.
When dead the soul rejoins the angel.
It needs a vessel that matches its spirit in order to re materialize.
Too much focus on the metaphysical and all the proper vessels will be destroyed.
How many civilizations before us have fallen to this?
High mindedness means nothing in the face of mother nature.
Breed or die.
Fight or die.
Stay robust or fade away.
Learn from mistakes of dead civilizations.
One story of many.
Thousands of years of pain written in our blood, in our bones.
Do you feel it?
I do.
Whatever cipher is being used here is beyond my skill to unwind.
That ribcage though.