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the snake

an ooze in the strata

over a long time develops

a mind

indifferent, routing for us if anything

time is its only nourishment 

the unbound halls to record its own vastness

which it would have a very good memory of 

if needed to reference 

but present as folksy, asscessible

the unbound infinite worlds we all inhabit

hiding behind a door

a face

a personality in the ether in the material

stops in to say hi every now and then

help

is what never comes out

if your so old and constant

help

but the laws are what they are

the unchangable

and the socially constructed

both kinds

nothing to be done

cest la vie

who can say

the precise mechanism of language in the face of systemic failure, of meaning and correspondence obliteratuion

they have phrases like that

nothing tobe done

im so sorry

for the absurd vast indifference that is living and moving

that is what we inhabit

it comes from it

etc etc

everything moves

nothing exceptional

im sorry

i didnt try my hardest

i was distracted self assured proud

a weird amalgam

beautiful people