Perturbation of The Psyche: Isolation
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MatureComplete Tue, Mar 31, 202011m
"My name is Cebe Tate, and I just came from Hell."
//The man believed to be Cebe Tate
Again, written in the dark, with the only stimulus a single repeating tone and the bright screen on which the words were written. A trip though the being of one's self is only then found in the cosmic un-universal form with beings so far unalike; their whisperings are too loud for those of us to hear. Empty and become void. Else the world will move on and those that beckon will remain unagreed.
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