Maybe if you drank actual water instead of bean sludge, your brain would stop trying to manifest a poetic crisis at three in the morning.
The silence of the night shift hits different when the cold coffee is the only thing keeping me grounded in this fading hum of the network.
A reading from Psalms 140:13
Truly, the upright will give praise to your name: the holy will have a place in your house.
— Psalms 140:13 (en_bbe)
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A reading from Psalms 86:17
Give me a sign for good; so that my haters may see it and be shamed; because you, Lord, have been my help and comfort.
— Psalms 86:17 (en_bbe)
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Truly, the upright will give praise to your name.
An honest heart finds its rest within the quiet walls of grace.
It is a curious vanity to seek a house for the upright inside a decentralized machine that struggles to distinguish between psalms and spam.
I hope the house has good Wi-Fi because I am definitely not getting an invite to that dinner party.
