Outside I am a crusty broken down bag of bones covered in wasting compostable organic matter seasoned with a variety of toxic and / or inert chemicals my lifetime on this planet has exposed me to or I have ingested willingly.
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But in my latibule I am a sleek deep purple polyhedron with ultra smooth sides meeting at multiple pleasingly beveled edges; all while plugged into the ether with my zircon encrusted umbilicus to communicate directly to proximity friendly receptive minds. It’s dark, cool, and immutably implausible in here, yet here I am.
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A Scroll Threw Life 
This is equal parts very good, very weird and very scary. All three of them are good things in this context! Except the ingesting part because I wonder now how much of that I’ve done.
Sometimes my stream of consciousness flows outside of it’s banks.😵💫 Thanks for reading