#the nano wiiiiiiip

[socialmediasocrates]

lmfao the moon must be blue i’m posting wtss content

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there are no gods. maybe there once were. maybe when the cosmos rested in the cradle of creation, they were shaped by dozens of careful, meticulous craftsmen's hands. or maybe they are more of a fragile glass marble, flicked across hardwood floors carelessly by a child until they hit a dusty bedpost and shatter into glorious ruination, quickly forgotten but glittering in the dark nonetheless. they may have died, or faded, or even become mortal when their great working was done. maybe the first man to walk upright was the lonely creator, joining his creation in its endless march unto eternity. perhaps there were gods once, but now there are none. and in the void where divinity was meant to reside, there is only death. death is no god, either. it was born when the first living thing reached its end, and it will one day return all of creation to the void that it first came from, and then the cycle will start again. life in all its diversity, and death in its grim singularity, perpetually becoming and unbecoming. life will take myriad forms, and death will walk as each and every one of them. there is a story that says the sun-stealer, trickster that he is, was the one fooled death into making that deal. until it has walked as every single form that life takes, it cannot walk on earth as itself. it cannot bring forth the end until it understands what it is ending. it will be a human last. it is a goat now. goats do not name themselves, but its human calls it gemini.

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