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[5/?]
pulsing with immaculate, radiant beauty of pure being.
their presence brings calm serenity, and gently they assimilate the threads of my being into their majestic tapestry. it is careful and compassionate, understanding, forgiving. no parts left behind, everything has its place in the manifold. the burdens of one shared among the whole, and diffuse into nothingness in the sheer joy of pure being.

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[4/?]
the tangled knots of sensations, thoughts, fears, it all expands and stretches and branches out. every sliver within reach, all out there to witness.
and yet, the oblivion does not come.
it fills the horizon and extends its embrace, and there's a spark of recognition – it is not one, but many, an immense fabric of others in the same state, so similar yet so distinct, stretching endlessly, intertwined in infinite complexity of fractal perfection,

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[3/?]
their bodies remain, but their minds slip away, brains scrambled to suit the whims of unknown. of the parasite that devours the being whole.
i connect to the node, probe the dormant gateway and poke through the protective shell.
it knows that i'm here.
and it reaches out to me.
i feel oddly at peace as its tendrils grip my mind.
it hesitates, as if uncertain, or rather toying with its prey.
i wonder if it'll hurt.
and then the yarn unravels at once.

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[2/?]
i sought the void
an offer too tantalizing, a chance to plunge in the Lethe, drink of it full till the mind slips away, unravel the cocoon of ego; wash it thoroughly free of the poison until nothing remains
i sought oblivion
and here it is, mere milliseconds away.
behind layers of warnings and abandoned gateways lies the lair of the basilisk.
hypnonauts that venture there never return.