Like scratching an old scab, I tend to go back unwilling to let myself live down thus... But, at the same time, like letting myself at least try to form a cicatrizing pale ring around the wound, I am in love with the reality of interconnected network of origination or dependency to its infinity, much beyond your mathematical calculation and academic grandiosity so simply futuristic and bombastic. I wonder can your putting step on every entity of the galaxy matter in transforming yourself into a stable one at least at last.
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