wrythe presents....
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in a way, nothing is random, but there is no such thing as fate or a destiny. rather pretty, actually. but.

there're things that do not fall under the jurisdiction of this function. what would that be? the defining element of all that is: all that isn't. nothingness. after all, what is anything with out the nothingness separating it?

the purest nothingness of all, that is everywhere, in between everything. it's reality floss.