It's supposed to be terrifying, the darkness. For you it's everything. More than that.
Brushing one's teeth with the lights out, then looking up - into the black mirror.
Would be cool. Maybe. Not now. One's physical body travels during the day.
I'm waiting for it. Space is too kitsch. Like a little forest on magical strings. When bae switches on the TV - the central element is the screen, which bae projects onto,
a very tall donut, electromagnetically
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