i'm gathering the ingredients all up, and with each passing moment, there seems to be less and less time to do such things.
the water almost to a boil, ripples forming as the heat below travels up and through the atoms. it all starts like this.
a clear template, a vast and wide sheet of parchment; infinite potential stretched taut and toothy, ready to receive.
as my peers and fellow stranger line up to collaborate on this, our latest and most intriguing project, we take a collective step forward, and cross thresholds.
we cross galaxies in each step, are our feet never touch the ground.
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