eh ya hey ya eh yo
long days in heaven, short days in hell. earth days are ok, for the frog in the well
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what is the present? it is the arena of war. it is where the past and the future collide, where the determinism of history battles with an infinite number of futures, destroying each one until only one singular image is left. it is where history absorbs the imagination and dreams, reducing probabilities to one reality, like an interdimensional monster devouring universes upon universes. the present is the plate upon which visions of the future are presented, to be picked at and picked apart by the bulldozer beast of the past.
