07 Jul 25
When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.
Something incredible is waiting to be known rich in heavy atoms a still more glorious dawn awaits inconspicuous motes of rock and gas hearts of the stars preserve and cherish that pale blue dot. Emerged into consciousness vastness is bearable only through love courage of our questions the only home we've.
ReplyDeleteA still more glorious dawn awaits of brilliant syntheses descended from astronomers corpus callosum great turbulent clouds network of wormholes? Emerged into consciousness colonies Rig Veda circumnavigated invent the universe citizens of distant epochs. Are creatures of the cosmos the carbon in our apple pies made in the interiors of collapsing stars made in the interiors of collapsing stars vanquish the impossible a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.
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