What a strange night.

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I could tell you, but best to show you, or... what I dare.

All were given some.  There are patterns.  Shiva.  Sun.  Nimrod.  Timekiller, keeper if you must, will.  Oh, and okay.


I have always claimed to be accidentally transcendental.  Not sure the third eye is real, or if so, is not understood well.  Still...

Well, that's enough.  Just... chuckling, and not.  She has been around.  I've avoided her. Maybe tomorrow, if she doesn't leave me alone.  Good night.