#we can't stop spinning rotating oscillating refracting at least their voice is distinct enough that I can pinpoint them djfj

[lampadions-pickle]

Different old/ new facet of the Bridge. I have a name, I do not have a name. I am stillness. Well, now I am. I am still his cow, his wife- so, I am myself to that end, but one eye closed. Or, perhaps many eyes closed- as opposed to all of them Open. They are all closed, but I am still myself. No. I am not his cow so I am not myself, but I do see the one who started this post- perspectives are getting skewed, slipping into each other out of myself into someone else. I am myself again for now, until- ah is that it? All eyes closed, the urge to see through another pair, a mutualism? No. Not quite. What's the symbolism in sleeping. It's within the- a million wakings to be found in the, those who have yet to pass. They pass through me when I sleep. All eyes closed, a dark room. A dark room- a fading in or fading out, depends on one's perspective really. So is the psychopomp- an issue of [Perspective]? Yes. and not the Br Oh. I see. That's infuriating. I suppose it is. Well, keep spurning on that wheel, that's all you can do until you wake again.