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Everything

04/28/2026 14:58h
Infinite nesting pushes all matter towards emptiness: child-nodes, tree-droppings with a root element of null. None is always included in every cluster of children. Nothing in nothing prepares us. Yet a fresh light was shed on immortality for me climbing the stairs firm foot first. Everything was in the banister: crows on branches, crickets, architects, handsaws and democrats. Red moon at 3 am .