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[bane_archetype]

Up and up and down then up again, soft lights burning outside, burning bright, so much sound surround sound, like being in the cinema IMAX only far more invasive. Linda slithers, babbles, she's sweet and I like to sit with her on my lap as we watch the world go by. Watching and waiting for the day when everything comes down in flames and screams

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[bitsandfluids]

We're all doing it backwards...walking up the downslide. Little souls, big world.

[bane_archetype]

The world is just a story book. Nothing's real.

[bitsandfluids]

Reality is like soup.

[bane_archetype]

Fluid, changing, slipping through time and space?

[bitsandfluids]

Also with chunky bits.

[bane_archetype]

do they get gridlocked until the liquid build up creates enough pressure to explode?

[bitsandfluids]

No, they float around until someone eats them~.

[bane_archetype]

I like the explosion theory better.

[bitsandfluids]

That doesn't surprise me. Just remember, even if there's chunky soup for dinner, there's always dessert to look forward to.

[bane_archetype]

Would you call that food for thought?

[bitsandfluids]

Maybe thought for food.