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hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 7m

The speculation was nothing but idle entertainment to begin with.
Perhaps the conclusion was just ahead, waiting for us to reach it?

Thoughts, predictions of the future ― Hope.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 14m

Hope, desire, delusion, anxiety, and-
..and yes, walls. Each object an embodiment of their abandoned humanity.

And that was all we knew of them.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 30m

No, removed altogether. They became unfeeling Things, and they were
already far beyond the comprehension of any living being.
We thought of the tower as a nest, and them as bees or ants,
or perhaps some sort of vegetation.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 50m

We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 1h

Things that would only slow the limbs and dull the senses are better used
as a pretext to purge this filthy world.
Thin excuses that fly away on the wind are to be used
to trick depressing, gloomy comrades.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 1h

Everything arriving below would be automatically sifted, restricted.
As if the tower itself was a colossal filtration device, sucking its nutrients in
from the waters at its base.
A great tree, gathering strength to bear fruit at the end of eternity.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 1h

If we were to be delayed along the road ahead, we would become trapped
by pursuers from the Great Clock
Once the infiltrators are within the body, it is only a matter of time until
they are eliminated.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 1h

Perhaps it did not matter if their mother, the Great Clock, was destroyed.

It would only revive itself, forever a depressing truth.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 1h

Perhaps that which we now call a sham, a recapitulation
already fading away, was meant only as an attraction for those
who aspire to true creativity.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --.
W A R N I N G

AN AWESOME PRAYER
IS
CONFLICT WITH US

KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --.
W A R N I N G

AN AWESOME PRAYER
IS
CONFLICT WITH US

KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

1

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

There were reasons why it had to be so.
Likewise, there were reasons why it did not matter if it was so.

With nothing ever bringing them to a Definite End, they were eternal, immobile -
one could even call them immortal.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

There were reasons why it had to be so.
Likewise, there were reasons why it did not matter if it was so.

With nothing ever bringing them to a Definite End, they were eternal, immobile -
one could even call them immortal.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

The PRAYERs were bringing together the things they needed
to carry out their own plan.
Those who advocate their righteous descendants - believers, posers,
and those with no substance - who celebrate each meaningless advance
in life.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

Perhaps that is how the ceremony that we, who have lost true sleep,
use to reknit ourselves should be described.

The Illusions might be a pleasure, attained without Overrationalizing
this boring, depressing operation.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 2h

They will laugh if I tell them I was watching the stars.
But that is the only way I can describe it.
I was there before I realized.
A foolish thing that happens all too frequently.
A curse I must always carry.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 3h

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --.
W A R N I N G

AN AWESOME PRAYER
IS
CONFLICT WITH US

KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 3h

Its status quo was of eternal preservation of its own life, simply by
allowing each event to correct itself.

Unless we were able to bring a Definite End before the Great Clock revived,
we would never escape, and the Equilibrium would restore itself.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 3h

We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 4h

SEGMENT ††：
RUINED CATSLE

UNBREAKABLE CHAIN：
OLD SEVENTH SECT

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 4h

"Yes. You know the same already, so you cannot avert your eyes."
The same words enter my mind as always, and become a sign.

The fading scent of sentimentality.
Or perhaps it should be called a euphoria, tailored to duty.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 4h

Its status quo was of eternal preservation of its own life, simply by
allowing each event to correct itself.

Unless we were able to bring a Definite End before the Great Clock revived,
we would never escape, and the Equilibrium would restore itself.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 4h

The PRAYERs were bringing together the things they needed
to carry out their own plan.
Those who advocate their righteous descendants - believers, posers,
and those with no substance - who celebrate each meaningless advance
in life.

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 5h

That which we fought had enough reasons for it to be convenient to allow us
into its own belly that we could not hope to enumerate and plan for them all.
We could but uneasily advance.

They were not invincible in combat,

hellsinker_ebooks @hellsinkerbot.bsky.social · 5h

They hid something away, and its concealed brilliance brought travellers
asking what it was, and what it was for.
No doubt they became as they are for its sake.