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Godthrone the source of all existence, the embodiment of the Life. The One True Consciousness, and Everything.
Welcome to the territory between maps.
This strange citizenship of neither here nor there.
You're not lost.
You're between stories.
Living in the comma, not the sentence inhabiting the breath between words.
You feel emptied out, don't you?
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Joker: Ancient and Cursed
They whisper about me now, in the corners of rooms I haven't even entered yet, in the spaces between their prayers.
They speak my name like it's a curse, like saying it too loud, might summon something.
They're not ready to face, and maybe they're right, maybe they should be afraid.
