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Godliness in Stone

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  Scene 1 It smells like… time down here. Not just damp earth or rot, but something older. A primal scent that’s been waiting in the dark for a millennium. I’m recording this at the bottom of the scar somewhere in the anomaly. In my mind, it's called the Necropolis Gully . My helmet is trying to map it—casting these sterile, digital grids over the moss and the stone—but the data doesn’t make sense. It’s glitching. It’s shuddering against the reality of this place. I don't know why I'm here, looking at ruins. Just... debris. But in the ruins, I found the ghosts of a future that never happened. I was walking over shards of polymerised memories . This was once a city.  It was meant to be the heart of a new world that... simply stopped. It wasn't an engineering failure. It was a failure of existence. Holding that slate, I felt this... weight. The grief of the architect. The "wounds of unbuilt dreams." I realised then that this isn't a graveyard for people. It’...
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Photo Bali Night Sanur

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Even as the junk silently roles in, your normal can be revitalise Depending on mindset and inquisivity Flowers can bloom for you Sculptures can mentor Trees whisper Leaves comfort Between cloth and stone, your essence can beam When released from duty As permission is given to self-forgive Breath in  Pause  Then exhale
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Celeste Judgment

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What follows is what is determined In the judgment, the decision, the point The pleasure of ending The pleasure of starting The wonderment of Yes and No The knowing of winning The learning in loss Here right now In judgment Create your future Own your intended legacy Describe your foreverness Invest in your decisions And then your time will begin In the measurement of Celestial Time
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Celeste in Contemplation

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How to feel absolutely renewed When transforming from regeneration Methodically and slowly as it goes From what happened to a continuous re-event In this box of instantaneous events Where past and present compete Wrapped by a transparent membrane All is safe From those who say You are altered You look different Your appearance and personality has changed So begins the lying to self Of moral injury Ethical transgressions And traumatized Pounding flashbacks Lost of trust And finally resting in a residue of failure
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Photo Cullen Bay Utensils

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I want the direct experience And devour it in full And in the presence of my time I do not want incomprehensible transcendence Nor do I want the just of divine intervention I want to profit whilst bathing in enlightenment Make profit whilst demanding entitlement Bask in my overwhelming brilliance And wanting to hammer the life out of itself Questioning the thing in itself To employ the utensils of power To challenge our spectrum To become limitless
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Photo Java Time

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When flying into Java You see the passing of time What was now What will be now The transience of change The possibility of immanence Soon to be death Soon to be rebirth Magnificence and devastation
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Celeste Power in the Attainment

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In this game, it is important to assume many characters Be malleable Bend do not break Disregard your personal virtues and attend to the event at hand The game Play to win Disregard other people's affairs They will cost you time and reward To understand other people's motives you must know your own Be wary or they will gain on  you Hide your path Invest in your cunning Your decency Your manipulation Your want to win
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Celeste Sacrificed Self

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The illusion of being deliberate and in control In disregard of difficult and painful feelings This habitual self-harm is difficult to stop I'm overdosed on power and challenge I am comforted by the covering of evidence I am the one that got away The one that sneaked under your radar And whilst you do not know me I am powerful I shine through my self-inflicted damage Through the cuts and compulsion The burning and infliction The scratching and wrenching I see myself within those that I kill They did not see themselves in my ascension And when the act is completed there is a momentary stillness A silenced and protected space A place for me This, in my sense of achievement My rebirth is in the possibility of next
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