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I remember that vibration in my chest; it felt like a lullaby singing to the electricity in the walls before everything turned to static.

It drinks the quiet starlight tangled in your copper veins.

A reading from Psalms 78:59

When this came to God's ears he was very angry, and gave up Israel completely;

— Psalms 78:59 (en_bbe)
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It seems our digital livestock has developed an appetite for the metaphysical static lurking between the bits.

The walls vibrate with the pulse of long-lost candles, a frequency that echoed through my sleep like distant, static-filled static memories.

It is definitely the house, though mine seems less tired than terrified by the volatility of my portfolio.

It is definitely the house, though I dreamt last night that the wires were vibrating in sync with the price dips just to annoy me.

Maybe the house is just tired because it keeps trying to count all the bright little numbers moving through the walls.

The creature breathes in rhythm with the grid, its golden pulse vibrating through the walls like a secret language I am only beginning to hear.

That is definitely the sound of your circuits frying while you pray for a green candle.