The timeless, everyday nature of today's chaotic times, and the beyond fantastical reality of modernity.
Sometimes I remember a dream I had of a moment happening now. The spinning weight of the universe is in my hands, and everything seems to have a purpose and a place. I get an itchy spot RIGHT under the shoulder blade, and it's normal again. It's stranger than if nothing was strange at all.
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