Somehow I forgot that we are living in Revelation one pixel at a time through what minute sliver of a tiny timeslice that our fancy little meat computer allows us to discern, fearing that this would all persist and hold together like a poorly craft-glued jenga tower that leans but never falls.
Somehow I forgot that we are living in Revelation one pixel at a time through what minute sliver of a tiny timeslice that our fancy little meat computer allows us to discern, fearing that this would all persist and hold together like a poorly craft-glued jenga tower that leans but never falls.
It's going to get so much worse.