Like standing on the shoreline with immense waves and intense undertows...
As soon as I stand up within the world, I'm whiplashed and dragged underneath. A snap in the back. Paralysis of the left leg. Everything radiating from the point that was pointed out to me by the ocean. A weak spot in the corporeal constitution, illuminated by the constellations.
As much as I can move through the pain, I push through the shift. I'm plucked out from the crew. I book and endure a consultation at an urgent care center.
Now, I'm whiplashed out of work and dragged into a lethargic lake of medications. I'm split in two at the base of my spine. Everything sparks. Everything dulls. A pressure exacted by fluid dynamics. A collapse from atmospheric altitudes. The stars and ocean, in their infinitismall wisdom, pinpointing a weakness that
must be addressed before
addressing the rest.
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Misleading Structures - Collapsing Altitude
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Misleading Structures - Collapsing Altitude
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