It's part of my mind, or body, or thereabouts.

It's why dreams (and supposedly the afterlife) invariably involve time, space, people etc.

Raw reality is made of vibes or poetry. A song without words. Then the translator adds the words.

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[–] 4 points 1 year ago (1 child)

I can only give it to you gay, bb 🫦

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