ASTRAL
Everything is relative. We yearn for what seems otherwise. Is there some grand mathematical design within which the shape of our mortality has a place? Are we part of some amorphous endeavor whose ends are yet unseen? Or are we the ridiculous for whom there will be no correlative sublime? Enfolded in unknowing wonder we launch our hopes upon the tide of dreams to game with fate.
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