Saturday, August 24, 2019

Death proximity.

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I don't think even pseudo tech can intervene.  I do think I am close to death.  I don't believe that means I will die, probably... no luck so far, if past performance issues aren't a guarantee of future failure.  Just...  I am in very bad shape.  And she keeps visiting.  Or, I visit her?

Visitation hours are now open.

Oh, she was, is real.  If what remains...

It isn't all her, or all alive.

She couldn't survive my gift.  It is not...  I wouldn't have believed.

I'll bet you never played this in reverse.  Eyes, appetites, hungers, betrayed you.

If... not God, or even in that way.  At my worst I was atheist.  No less.

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