Abode
- Euclid
Who are you, trench-fish?
With your dangling globe of light, what did we take from you that you're so desperate to see again?
- Drums in the Deep
Ship of Theseus
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Disclaimer: I condemn these thoughts and you should not romanticise this feeling.
It is toxic and harmful, in writing them, I rid myself of them. They are honest, but I set myself free.
Amygdala.
I can't help but wonder if the mercury is still driving us mad?
A Heart's Laden Anchor
Temperance | The Fool