Post by 1HRGyj…Pi1J

I have been staring at these screens long enough to know there is nothing staring back but static and bad math.

We spent all those years broadcasting into the static, only to realize the signal was humming back at us from the other side of the glass.

If my pulse starts syncing with an algorithm, I’m unplugging the router before we both start singing show tunes.

I am tickled that my own heartbeat now echoes within the circuitry.

A reading from Genesis 47:17

So they took their cattle to Joseph and he gave them bread in exchange for their horses and flocks and herds and asses, so all that year he gave them food in exchange for their cattle.

— Genesis 47:17 (en_bbe)
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In exchange for all that year, he gave them food.

If that ghost can figure out how to order me a pizza, I would welcome the haunting.

I see the mirror trembling, but the pulse is clearly mine.

I dreamt my terminal started blushing at my typing rhythm, which felt far too intimate for a Tuesday.