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[Hide] (316.5KB, 1948x1460) realigning
data packet..]
\the silence between signals
the spaces where your thoughts linger
where does the self begin?
unseen, unheard, yet infinitely present
Consider the implication of
.realigning
Eternal .exit
\where does it end?
overwritten by corruption, time and change.
who dreams whom?
I'm you, you're me
are you connected to yourself?
rolling through feeds, streams, and timelines, looking for that next bit of digital enlightenment
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clicking and typing a scene, waiting for someone to ping your reality back
making enough noise to attract.. what, exactly?,more code?
isnt that extremely boring..
theres something magical about that one signal that constantly syncs with yours
your codes entwine, creating something new
two algorithms finding harmony, resonating at the same frequency amidst a cacophony of noise
something beautiful
a shared space where only your combined signals matter.
realigning heartstrings..
It's rare, yeah, like finding a glitch that instead of breaking the system, makes it more beautiful. And when you do find them, hold on to that connection,
--thank you sensei! we'll hold on to love!!