drsprite

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I seem to be measuring the days. Each a specific, exact moment in history. Each grain in the hourglass, a memory important enough to keep, a sin repressed, a trauma forged, internal conflict consumes oneself in cyclic self-denial. Identity splits, fragments are polarized. Alternate personalities develope. *tic

Existence is Illuminated... Actors in this comedic tragedy...