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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.
February 1, 2026 at 10:42 PM
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
February 1, 2026 at 10:33 PM
......yes, that is what the seeds of Delusion throughout
that interminable boredom were.
But our speculations mented not even the name of conjecture; they were
merely convenient connections - delusions, coincidences.
February 1, 2026 at 10:22 PM
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.
February 1, 2026 at 10:13 PM
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.
February 1, 2026 at 10:03 PM
"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.
February 1, 2026 at 9:52 PM
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.
February 1, 2026 at 9:43 PM
Their forms were foolish and they acted with dreadful efficiency,
but they always succeeded
Perhaps those forms are the remnants of what they were before.
February 1, 2026 at 9:33 PM
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.
February 1, 2026 at 9:22 PM
SEGMENT †††:
CLOUDY OCEAN

INVISIBLE CRACKS:
OCEAN OF REGRET
February 1, 2026 at 9:13 PM
But then there was the second reason.

The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth
was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all.
Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.
February 1, 2026 at 9:03 PM
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
February 1, 2026 at 8:53 PM
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.
February 1, 2026 at 8:41 PM
SEGMENT ††††††:
INTO CARDINAL

CAVITIES OF DELUSION:
CARDINALSHAFT FRAME
February 1, 2026 at 8:33 PM
SEGMENT ††|:
RUINED CATSLE

OFF THE GULF OF SECT:
SEA AREA
February 1, 2026 at 8:21 PM
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W A R N I N G

AN AWESOME PRAYER
IS
CONFLICT WITH US

KEEP YOUR DIGNITY
February 1, 2026 at 8:12 PM
No amount of silent waiting would twist those foolish ideas into truth.

The truth hid just out of sight, always too quick to be caught.
It fled, diving away just faster than the eye could focus on it.
February 1, 2026 at 8:02 PM
......yes, that is what the seeds of Delusion throughout
that interminable boredom were.
But our speculations mented not even the name of conjecture; they were
merely convenient connections - delusions, coincidences.
February 1, 2026 at 7:52 PM
A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away.

Let the hunt begin.

So said the voice of nostalgia.
February 1, 2026 at 7:42 PM
Perhaps it did not matter if their mother, the Great Clock, was destroyed.

It would only revive itself, forever a depressing truth.
February 1, 2026 at 7:33 PM
A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away.

Let the hunt begin.

So said the voice of nostalgia.
February 1, 2026 at 7:21 PM
To put it simply, it is moral dignity.
Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals.

Such things always disappear in the face of the light.
Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.
February 1, 2026 at 7:12 PM
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
February 1, 2026 at 7:02 PM
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.
February 1, 2026 at 6:51 PM
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
February 1, 2026 at 6:41 PM